The flow of information was captured and held fast; Ibiki had done enough covert exploration to have identified the different multiples, although he'd had less backstory. Still, the boy's words confirmed a guess he'd made, and he nodded at that.

The words of his health, though, were a new concern. His student had been a somewhat sickly child, although from what he'd gathered, much better off than he had been at a younger age (and then, by all reports, worse again; it had surprised him not a little to hear that Itachi's health had slowly failed during his time in Akatsuki).

"Don't tell me that," he reprimanded Itachi now, shaking his head. "You know better than to advertise your weaknesses." Another sensei might have shown concern, might have coddled the boy. Not him.