Not yet. It is not done yet in my time.

I know the chance is slim. I know it is not likely. I do not care. Slim is still something and if you will go home then I will refuse to give up. I cannot give up, Kakashi. I cannot bear to.

I will spend three years by your side, once again hiding part of what you are to me, knowing what it was to have it, for the slim chance that I can save you, because I cannot lose you.