Itachi looked away. That part wasn't a surprise to him. He'd met quite a great many people here who confirmed his death at Sasuke's hands. Even from a couple of Sasuke's.

"I haven't..." He whispered. "I was pulled here... after I'd left you to go... after Sasuke. He... I... we never fought."

And given the childlike drawing of Itachi and what looked like a young Sasuke hanging over his bed (one of the very few possessions Itachi had in that sparse, sterile room), that fight wasn't going to happen any time soon.