Sakura knew from firsthand experience that the damage powerful people could do while not in control of themselves or their actions was immense, and how it hurt later when they realized what had happened in the interim. Naruto, for one. Measures had always been taken to ensure he didn't lose control to the nine-tails, but they weren't always effective. For all she'd tried to spare him the pain of knowing some of what had happened back at Kabuto's bridge, she figured Yamato had told him the truth. He'd been too skittish in looking at her arm afterward, while the burns and chakra poisoning slowly healed.

"No," she agreed, "They aren't." She glanced over at Rob sleeping nearby. "And it's because they're the good guys that they have the friends and means to keep that from happening. You're in good hands." She wouldn't say it couldn't happen again, but he had people willing to stay by him. Some were bound to be able to keep him from doing exactly what he didn't want to.