She sat for a moment, wondering when they'd gone from growling at each other to... whatever this was. This was talking. About feelings. Tsume hesitated, then shrugged. "Better each other than an enemy ninja. They wouldn't try to put him back together again." Planting a hand on the floor, she pushed up to her feet, hiding a wince. It took a conscious effort to settle her pathways down again, to muffle her energy so it didn't blaze through what limited lines it had. Her head throbbed.

"So, we're good now? I've had a chat with both of you, and everything's better?" She hoped so. She was feeling like someone had beaten her with a nunchaku, and she still had to reverse the jutsu on Kuromaru.