Itachi smiled back at Madara from the wheelchair. A small oxygen tank was tucked on the back, but he wasn't using it. He didn't want to waste it if they decided to walk somewhere after their soak.

"Tired. And sore." he admitted. "I guess I got a little too encouraged... by your pep talk at the festival. Tried practicing... a little more taijutsu with Rock Lee. Even with the extra oxygen... that's not an easy task anymore..."

Of course, it would also make the onsen even more inviting.