[Oh no, you're not getting away that easily. She swallows, hard, rubbing away more of her tears. She then grabs the Pokegear, glaring at it. Still no hate - just anger, frustration, and a demand.]

Tell me what your truth is! Tell me what your world of truth is. Or are you still willing to work for nothing but an empty promise?

I won't give up on you, Kisame, because I know there is a chance for you to change your path. It may not happen today or tomorrow or for a long time... but I have faith in you. Tell me, Kisame, what is your world of truth!

[and... exhales deeply. as if just doing that had taken a lot out of her. she doesn't even know if she should expect an answer. but felt it had to be said.]