[She's good with pain. Physical pain, at least, so Konoha doesn't cry or even tear up, despite how quick she is to weep over heartache or in sympathy. She does take the hand he offers, though, she isn't so prideful as to think she ought to fight to seem stoic, squeezing tightly as he presses the herb into her fresh cuts.]
Ouch, ouch-
[She hisses softly until he finishes wrapping the injury, only then pulling it back to her body again, animal instincts stronger when injured or scared.]
I can swim okay, I think... Just maybe not as fast...
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Ouch, ouch-
[She hisses softly until he finishes wrapping the injury, only then pulling it back to her body again, animal instincts stronger when injured or scared.]
I can swim okay, I think... Just maybe not as fast...