He'd understand. Itachi tried his best to understand everything his brother had done, whether it be from the rumors he'd heard of him, or the truth he'd seen.

This was different, this was personal, and between the two of them - although there wasn't much that would stop him from using what he'd learn to get answers. It didn't matter where from, and he had tact enough to make sure no one knew who he was asking for.

Sasuke was incredibly compliant, but still Itachi refused to touch just yet - watching as his little brother bared his chest to him, managing to hold back the foul expression the sight was trying to etch on his face. He'd never seen anything like it.

"Have you spoken to any of the others?"