Which it was meant to do, but it would stop the line down from getting irritated again any time soon. "Some highly refined poison concoctions and suppressants. Very beautiful work." His voice was a murmur and he watched Itachi intently, reaching out and waving his hand, starting a breeze to sweep away the scent as his other hand reached to carefully trickle straight chakra into his body, skillfully avoiding hindering Kabuto's work. "Breathe shallow now Itachi-kun."