There was a flash of kunai and for a moment Genma tensed as much as Hayate did. He called up chakra he didn't have to spare, to prepare for a fight he didn't want to have. He had a point to make, yes, about the utter stupidity of Hayate's disobedience of a direct order in the field, but that didn't mean he was looking for an actual throwdown.

Then Hayate crumpled, and his eyes lost their wildness. He curled up looking small and miserable, and like he might flee. Damn, what was it with teenagers lately? First Kaito and now this one.

"Aw hell, Hayate, don't act like I'm actually gonna kick your ass right this minute." Genma raised his tethered hand and waggled the trailing IV line. "Do I seriously look like a threat? Seriously?" It was kind of almost irritating, Or possibly funny. Genma thought of Kaito's manipulative jutsu; Hayate was doing a fairly good job of manipulating him with body language alone. Must be the drugs making him suggestible, he told himself.

"But it was a major fuck up, you not running when I said," he went on. "We knew I couldn't run, but if they'd been enemy and they'd captured me, you could still have gotten away and gotten help. I know your clone told you it was safe, but you have to obey an order in the field if it's not a totally stupid order."

He wasn't sure he was actually making sense, but Hayate seemed to uncurl a little.

"See, what I really didn't want was to watch you get killed."