"I suffer at night so it doesn't haunt me when I'm awake," Sasuke muttered. He ignored the obvious jab, hugging his knees to his chest.

A look up at Shin--standing tall and strong and bright above him. Sasuke felt small; weak; childish. He couldn't call up enough energy to hate it. "It's my penance. The nightmares will stop when I avenge the ghosts of my family."

They would.

And if they didn't, he'd put himself to a dreamless, permanent sleep.