Neji goes still at the hug and only barely manages to pat his shoulder before the child ducks away. His cheeks flush the lightest shade of pink that he hopes the dimmer lighting of the festival hides as he shakes his head. "Believe what you like, Itachi-kun. Have a pleasant night, Mikoto-san." He inclines his head turns as if to leave, casting Naruto a glance to see if she would follow.