Her eyes narrow at the corners. She's still not completely certain that she trusts this man enough to have him at her back, but she trusts Itachi enough to watch for her safety. Better he use her hair than Itachi's, anyway.
"I could braid it myself, but if you want to practice, that's fine," she says finally, drawing her fingers away from Itachi's hand to reach up with both hands, tugging the ties from each bun to let the hair fall down her back. A moment, then she passes one of the ties to Itachi. "If you want to fix yours," she murmurs, face turned away from Obito as she ostensibly gets herself into proper position for him to get behind her to braid, but communicating with her eyes that she expected Itachi to watch the other very carefully.
That, and she keeps a hand resting easily on her thigh, just above the two slits in the cloth that gave way to tape over her legs, tape concealing all manner of fun sharp things. Just in case.
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"I could braid it myself, but if you want to practice, that's fine," she says finally, drawing her fingers away from Itachi's hand to reach up with both hands, tugging the ties from each bun to let the hair fall down her back. A moment, then she passes one of the ties to Itachi. "If you want to fix yours," she murmurs, face turned away from Obito as she ostensibly gets herself into proper position for him to get behind her to braid, but communicating with her eyes that she expected Itachi to watch the other very carefully.
That, and she keeps a hand resting easily on her thigh, just above the two slits in the cloth that gave way to tape over her legs, tape concealing all manner of fun sharp things. Just in case.