If he knew you'd thought that, Itachi... And as far as being together was concerned, he probably wouldn't complain. There wasn't anyone to call them out for fraternizing with a comrade and they wouldn't have to worry about being dishonorably discharged from service.

"It could be true, you know. I mean, this doesn't look like Florida, Bermuda, or Puerto Rico at all, know what I mean?" It was too clean and too unpolluted to be either.

But Itachi was talking and from what he could gather, he was making plenty of sense-- like he usually did. "I guess." He glanced at those melted condoms mournfully before putting them back into his pocket. "Better get moving then, before someone comes running over amd arrests us for blowing up a few of their trees or something."

It was then that he bent down to adjust his pants leg, peeling the end off where it seemed to be stuck... and getting a layer of skin to come off as well, exposing a nasty lower calf. "Whoops."