She hesitated, thinking about fighting and weaknesses, then shook herself back into sense and started to say yes. She paused. Waki would kill her if she over-exerted herself and ended up back in the hospital.

"Easy spar?" she suggested warily. "'Fraid my chakra's still not up to--" anything "--much." Her scowl grew, but this time it wasn't aimed at Raidou. "Even punching it into my muscles isn't working right."

She didn't mention that it was mostly due to her pathways being wrong, and not knowing how to form chakra that didn't stretch between her and her familiar. She'd spent her last year in school--the year learning to use chakra in the moves they'd practiced for so long--slamming it back and forth between herself and another creature. She'd never had to keep it contained within herself, and use only what she had on hand. It felt... twisted.