Relieved was an understatement. Shisui almost fell right into Itachi on purpose just to ensure that the other was real. That, and he just-- nope, nevermind. even if he did try smelling him just to make sure, all he smelled at the moment was fire and burning metal and wires. And cologne.

He notes how Itachi is saying something, but has no idea what, because despite trying to read the other's lips, Itachi wasn't looking directly at him. "What did you say?!" But Itachi was looking him up for injuries and Shisui shook his head. "All in one piece, but I think my condoms melted." Because, you know, this is very important information... He reached into his pocket and pulled out the very melted remains of a strip of condoms as proof.

But the fact that Itachi was wiping at his ear caught his attention, and only then did he realize that he was just a little injured. "Crap, is my ear bleeding?" Shisui barely ever felt any pain at all, much to his disadvantage in this instance, because his left calf was blistered pretty bad under those fatigues that had somewhat torn through during his attempts to scramble out of his burning aircraft.

He reached out to grip the fabric of Itachi's fatigues from the front, steadying himself with the other's help before turning to ruefully eye whatever was left of his plane. "Fuck..."