Obito watched him closely while he listened. At the end he leaned forward over the table, lacing his fingers and resting his chin on them. Easy, but for the first time since they had sat down together--with a sort of edge to him. Something that was not evil exactly, but strange, dangerous and deep. The tomoe seal in the one eye twitched, just a little. "He wants to destroy everything. And not just destroy, but make it like it never was. Don't trust him."