He knew Itachi was upset at him, he knew he was, and he leaned over the table, the smile vanishing as quick as it came. "Itachi. Ask yourself this, would you? You're an excellent shinobi, you're strong, creative, and good at hiding things. You can find someone discreet and skilled enough to take care of you without others finding out. I know you have no interest in people that way, so maybe pretend you're dating them if you're worried your reputation might tarnish. But... would you rather do this, or force me to take you off the missions you do and put you on something where I can personally keep an eye on you and you run the risk of people finding out anyway?"