Shisui sucked in a breath, holding back biting words to that. He looked away sharply, scowling at the darkening sky till he calmed down some, and then sighed, taking a few steps closer to Obito when he felt calmer.

"You think I was holding back things from you because I don't trust you." That wasn't even a question. "Sometimes you're so set on your own presumptions, you convince yourself that I hate you. When that's never been the case. If there's any reason why it's so hard for me to come to you for anything, it's because I'm almost always pretty sure you think I'm some kind of snob. Or something. Because that's the vibe I'm getting."