I don't need to hear that from you. [ Suigetsu scoffs, holding the chokuto's blade end, offering it back up to Sasuke.

He wouldn't get stronger with someone else's blade, he was too proud, too stubborn to do that; getting used to it and beginning to love it wouldn't be favourable either, he knew he was a nostalgic person when it came to pointy possessions. ]

You're worried about this operation, but you won't say that. I don't know why, you don't have to hide everything.