Shisui's agitation was evident. He almost looked guilty at the news. He'd been overprotective at one point, but hadn't really gone that far. Shisui said nothing to Obito, determined to talk to Itachi about things. Eventually. No, soon, actually. As soon as he would be done with Ami's mission. Mollycoddling was just plain ol' disrespectful.

Shisui stiffened, his eyes flashing danger at Obito's description of said combatant. "Could it be..." Orochimaru. He dared not utter the name, as if doing so would empower the bearer of it. But he seethed at the possibility of it being the man himself. Traitor.

And worse: the man saw them as mere experiments. A means to an end.

Perhaps he could forgive Itachi for intervening. Should Orochimaru get a hold of the Sharingan, then...

"You think they're trying to lure us out?" That-- was a double-edged sword. And immediately, Shisui connected dots to start worrying about a related issue: "Where is Kushina-san at the moment?" Not that he doubted her abilities, or Minato's, to defend herself, but there was something very unsettling about the whole thing.

Shisui... worried.