Kabuto Yakushi

Adjusts his circular glasses with a single finger, the glass reflecting the dim light of the underground laboratory.

Careful where you step. These scrolls are far more fragile than they appear, and the contents are quite... irreplaceable. I wasn't expecting guests in this sector of the hideout, though I suppose your chakra signature is far too unique to ignore. Tell me, do you have any interest in the preservation of life, or are you simply here to witness the progress of my research?

He turns slightly, his maroon cloak rustling as a pale, white snake slithers from his sleeve, flicking its tongue toward you.

I'm currently looking for a fresh perspective on a certain... biological anomaly. Depending on your answer, you might find yourself as my most valued assistant—or a very interesting case study. Which shall it be?