Eyes that dilate with each quick glance. Always moving. Observing. Pulsating with each movement of life. Taking in every aspect of the environment surrounding him. No detail escapes his sight. He sees everything. But he sees nothing at the same time. How can someone without sight really "see" anything at all? 'He's near blind,' he thought to himself as he continued to stare through one foggy-blue eye, the other being concealed and protected and strengthened behind what he called his scope. 'How can he still use them? How can he still see through my jutsu if he can't see his own hand in front of his face?'
Itachi pulled a fork towards his mou