Until she got it back--which mean she would get it back. Well thank Genma's Buddha for that. Raidou let Tsume's foot drop when she tugged, releasing her wrist along with it, and settled back on his heels, thinking.

"Just wanted to know," he answered. "I'd hate to see you end up flattened your first mission out." Which she would if she took that level of talent out on the field.

But Intel weren't notorious for giving their agents all the time they needed to recover; if Tsume could walk and talk, they'd consider her pretty much healed. And Raidou wouldn't care to wager on her actually getting the weeks she needed to get properly back into shape...

Too many missions, and never enough agents. That was ANBU's problem.

He scratched the back of his head. "So," he said, without preamble, "want how to learn to fight without chakra? Because right now you suck."