She shouldn’t have taken her mask off. Her face felt naked. Genma was watching her like he half-expected her to have a seizure. It was hard enough dealing with feelings; she didn’t need to worry their overworked medic, too.

It was possible that she could have picked a better time for this. “Uh,” she got out. “I’m—I’m really glad you’re okay. So when we get home, can I treat you to lunch? All of you.”

She’d never offered to buy food for someone of her own free will before, let alone her whole team. Raidou was silent for a surprised moment. Then something in his expression eased, and he put his hand on Katsuko’s good shoulder, bandaged fingers resting gently against her unbroken collarbone. His voice was low and warm. “I’d like that.”

Katsuko contorted her face in an effort to disguise her expression and redirected her gaze at something safe and unable to make eye contact. She settled for the opposite wall of the bunker and said, “Good, cause I won’t do this for you guys again. This is a special occasion.”

She was so determined not to look at either man that she jumped in surprise when Genma moved into her line of vision. He tried to catch her eyes; she scowled and tipped her chin down to stare at his collarbones instead. She heard the smile in his voice when he said, “That’s reassuring. I was about to ask if you’d gotten a ding in the head when you took this injury.”

Head injuries. She knew she’d forgotten to tell the lieutenant something. In an effort to stave off the inevitable, Katsuko said abruptly, “What did Kakashi say? Before he fainted, I mean.”

"'Don't make her scream'," Raidou said.