[Itachi concedes that point with a quiet chuckle -- he's seen the truth of it in action, though he's never really tested it for himself. He'd always had more ... direct ways of gathering information, and he'd never been good at socializing in the best of times.]

I think he'd appreciate that.

[He falls into step beside her after a moment -- once they hit the hallway, he gestures vaguely in the direction of the crew quarters, sidestepping a few skellies as he heads out in that direction.]

I'm ... not entirely sure, to be honest. And I didn't want to pry. [He'd been given plenty of other things to think about, and was willing to affect a blind eye in the name of protecting the fragile rapport they were building.] It's not pretty, though.