"I know, I know..." She sighs and holds him in close, closing her eyes again. "I mean, does it matter if he's my Neji? What does that even mean, anyway? You're not my Itachi, if we're going to call it things like that. I never ever want to meet my Itachi." She pauses when she realizes that might be a little offensive and runs her fingertips down the back of his neck. "Well. You're my Itachi in a different way, I guess."