He stared at him a moment, then made a rather aggrieved noise and knelt beside him, immediately pulling a container from a pocket on his leg. "I've found it easier to impart in direct fashion rather than going 'my version of you' when sharing such details. As you're clearly alive, it cannot be true of you. Unless, of course, you're one of those who -did- die before arriving? In which case I will apologize for prodding at sore topics."

He twisted the cap off, revealing a dense cream before he set the jar aside,all business as he moved to check the extent of the damage. My Shisui's talents were speed and illusion, not long distance decapitation. I leave things like that to the wind users in the village, thank you."