She blinked hard as the world spun back up into color and slowly came into focus. "Twelve," she said grumpily, struggling to get herself out of the arms holding her. "I'm fine. I just need a minute." The clone wasn't putting her down. She squirmed. "The floor, flea-nuts! I'm fine! I just need a second..."

She just didn't have the chakra she expected. And, worse, it didn't go where she expected it to. And if that made her a little queasy and bizarre for a moment, she just needed to let her chakra settle.

And not get treated like a pus-infected cub.