"Yes sir." And to Desuka: "It would be safer for you to stay behind, ma'am."

"She can watch me do my work, if she wants - this clone will be staying here, and I'll send a different with you."

"How unsafe?"

    "Not very, ma'am, as long as you stay back."

"I'll come."

    "Yes ma'am."

He nods. "That's reasonable, too. She's certainly old enough to obey spar rules."

He forms a clone out of some spare wood in the office. The clone feels just as 'bizarrely animated tree' as the original Hashirama clone. "If you're ready?"

And they head out.

    "Spar rules probably won't be sufficient, sir, if Xaari Deskyl loses control of herself. But Desuka is especially safe, since it's so obvious to her that they're the same."

He nods. "I'll be there to shield her, regardless, and move her away if needed. Still, there's also rules for bystanders on staying at a good distance from spars."

    "Yes sir."

And they arrive at a nice large, isolated training ground soon after.

Deskyl leaves the three of them at the edge and heads in, a bit past the center. She takes a moment to gather herself, and then generates a moment of killing intent and a large, bright bolt of lightning.

(Another Hashirama has already updated any sensors who might feel this about what's happening.)

He watches with interested, unbothered by the killing intent.

She waits a moment, and then throws another, much smaller but even brighter. Then she jogs back over.

    "Everything seems normal to her, sir."

"That's good!"

    "Yes sir. Would you be interested in doing the diagnostic again?"

"If you don't mind."

Hand?

Hand.

The same wash of energy, and after he lets go: "It's making you angrier, I think. Unbalancing your yin. If you were a shinobi, I'd be concerned about control, both over self and chakra, though I'm unsure if that applies here."

    "It does, sir, but she's accustomed to it."

"If you know how to compensate, I can see it being less of a problem." The Uchiha certainly seem to do decently in wearing their emotions on their sleeve.

    "Yes sir."

    "The effect fades over time, but she usually manages it by using dark-side techniques sparingly. If she needs to use a lot of them for some reason it's reasonably likely to overwhelm her, at least for a little while."

He nods. "Thank you for telling me; it's a good thing to be aware of, at least."

    "Yes sir."

    "Most Sith don't try to manage it; the anger makes them stronger, and they value that. That's why she suggests you avoid them."

He nods. "There's some shinobi like that, honestly. It's - disruptive."

Then: "On another note, Raafi seems to have received the message. Would you like to return to the Tower now, to meet with him?"

    "Yes sir."

And he leads the way back.

Raafi seems a little frazzled when they get there, as if he was woken up, but he's amiable enough. "Is everything all right?"