Her eyes narrow as she follows Itachi's finger. There he was again with all this touching, like what she'd walked in on, and she didn't like it one bit.

"Hopefully not," she answers, grin freezing on her face as she resists the terribly strong urge to grab his arm and tug his hand away from the other's face. "Come on, Itachi, I thought with those eyes of yours, you'd be able to tell he's not genjutsu, you don't have to touch him."