". . .you can't!" Madara protested, taking a step back, eyes wide.

Tobirama's eyes narrowed and he crossed his arms. "Yet here I am. Anija couldn't stop me. Mito couldn't stop me. Touka couldn't stop me." He paced nearer with every word. "Do you think you truly can? When," he reached up, stroking Madara's face, and his voice gentled, "you don't even truly wish to?"

Madara shuddered, then folded his arms around Tobirama's waist and crushed him close.