How long had Itachi known him? All his life. As such, he had not believed that Itachi would use such terminology at him, when he knew he had... opinions about it. Or had he wired himself so tightly that he'd convinced himself that this was fine, that this was how it should be? Obito's face was stony, and he stared back at Itachi with the sort of unwavering intensity that he rarely preferred to display around home.

"Is that what you believe then Itachi."