Shisui couldn't help but snicker. "I think I've seem him look up a few times when you two were both in a meeting." Too many Uchiha of high standing in one room caused issues. Not the sort of issues that always caused bloodshed, but issues that could cause pursed lips and awkward silences. Usually, Shisui was good at causing those without arguments around names. He was special like that. A special Uchiha. What a shocking rarity.

"You'll settle into it," He assured. "Or you won't, but you're a ninja, you can pretend." Shisui nodded, paused, and pulled out a box of dango. "Want a stick?"