（ 'as much a burden as a gift' seems to be the chord most of his life has struck, the moment's vulnerability there and gone like the flash of a knife. she knows better, at least, than to try and respond to it, to take it at as anything more than it is, a rare insight into his relationship with his own strength.

instead, she pivots her focus onto what he said, frowning a little when he says the injury is bleeding. ）

Ah — it's nothing, really, I was helping someone with one of the hostile reapers a few days ago. I'd healed the worst of it then.

（ the last thing she wants in this moment of tenuous peace between them is for him to think she shouldn't have been out fighting at all. that the injury was somehow a failing of her skill or ability on the field. she clucks her tongue faintly at him, and then stands, tucking the bandage back in a pocket while she gestures him onto the makeshift seat. ）

Come here, I'll heal you.

（ healing can be either yin or yang release — but most genjutsu is yin release, and the foreign nature of his chakra shouldn't have much impact on her ability to channel it. it will just take focus. ）