[Blue's mouth pulls a bit. he doesn't doubt Itachi's words, just...their truth. not that Itachi's lying, but rather...it seems a bit much to assume he'll be unchanged by these things.

he imagines if he were so fortunate as to see his Mu people again, if what he'd undone was the right thing to do...he could also come back of dreams of a place where humans saw Mu as something other than monsters.

he closes his eyes, running his fingers across the stocking in his lap.]

I think...were I ever to see that world again...there'd be no way to keep such things...from changing so much of me. [his mouth tugs.] Even after three hundred years...someone can still change in ways.