Tsume stood with one foot in one over-large hand and her wrist caught, and was mildly grateful he at least hadn't released her to fall on her rear.

She shifted her balance on her remaining leg, realized he really wasn't going to drop her, and put enough weight on her trapped foot to lever herself into a better position. "Not until my chakra's back," she said with a frustrated twist of her mouth. She had to stop, to think, and muttered unhappily, "Weeks, I'm guessing." Which was how long they expected it to take for Kuromaru to heal--including the hopeful reattachment of their pathways.

"Why?" She tugged at her foot in the hopes he'd let go, but didn't bother pressing. It was a little unnerving to be so thoroughly taken down. She didn't really want to push and see how more thoroughly he could do it.