[Although he doesn't even glance Naoya's way, the words seem to reach him, somehow.] ...I have to do whatever it takes to become stronger. [He's so quiet that the other might have to strain to hear him.] ...I have to kill Itachi.
[Can you feel the cold, wet steel pressing against the back of your neck, Naoya? You don't even need to look over your shoulder to know those red eyes will be there, staring at you.]