Noiz. [ He's only going to hurt himself struggling so hard against his grip so Obito has no choice but to release him, opening the cage of his fingers to let him wrench himself free. He doesn't need to pin him down and make him listen to what he has to say. Noiz has gotten his point, and... any intimacy he wants to share will have to wait, if it happens at all. ]

I care. I care what happens to you. You have to understand what the sharingan is capable of. It's a weapon, not ... a play thing. [ Ugh. He inwardly cringes, having to admit that, knowing he's condemning his own actions. ]

I should have explained this to you before.

It's capable of doing horrible things; you know that, right? [ He's insinuated as such when telling him that he could spend years in a world he has cultivated. ]