[Itachi actually feels the urge to smile slightly, although he quashes it out of habit. This stranger -- loud, brash, seemingly open -- does remind him of someone from home, someone on whom he's pinned a very dear hope.]

I can help you out, yes. And if you are hungry... [He tilts his head slightly back the way he came, toward his campsite,] I do have food to share, as well.

[It's a relief, truth be told, to offer assistance. To be, even in a small way, kind instead of cruel.]