Itachi huffed and squeezed Tenten's hand, coming to a full halt as he gently, but pointedly lifted her hand his other hand moving to smooth over the nails -digging into his skin-. "If we could halt the glaring and the sudden foreplay-esque clawing for the time being that would be highly appreciated. Obito-nii is perfectly capable of respecting when someone is taken."

He gave the man a pointed stare. "Now aren't you?"