Itachi didn't need to give too much thought to the matter to know that Sasuke had frozen at his touch, and although he wanted to comply with Sasuke's evident wishes that he stopped touching him, he also felt a sense of wanting to show Sasuke that it would be okay.

Rather than push it, his hand dropped away, and he wandered around to face Sasuke again, unable to help the slight quirk of his lips at the information that Sasuke had been unable to keep up communications with these people. That, was his doing as well, he supposed.

All he did was nod, once - and very gingerly made his way down to the floor, sitting with his legs crossed, hands outstretched in front of him. There were plenty of things for them to be dealing with. Being alive again, feeling very much alive again, being here, being here together.

Sasuke's current condition was his first and foremost concern however, but he had a feeling that perhaps his brother would be more concerned about other things.

"I'll find out more information. Go back and find some people to talk to."