Oh. Really nice. Itachi thought to himselfas the net soard after the man with the suitcases. There was something marvelous about science. Even a netcannon like this found its origins back in the days of old where they were used to catch fish. It also pleased him he might be able to get a picture for his report, after all--no, scratch that. The risk in staying here is too high, I should get moving.
With a reluctant sigh, Itachi was about to turn and leave, when suddenly he heard a soldier yell "Hands where I can see 'em!" That...was just great. It was the girl he'd told to evacuate, earlier, but this time she was carrying a weapon. Just... Great. Just very, very great. He would've taken a moment to think of a plan first, but frankly, he didn't believe he had a moment. Itachi walked over, faster than his normal, sauntering pace, but not quite running yet. He stepped up next to the girl and put a hand on her arm. "Please don't make a scene out of this. I'm sure they'll listen to your story once you put down your weapons. We can tell them all about the assailants, without needing to resort to a brawl."