"He's fixing your leg, don't pay him any mind." He'd better be fixing his leg, if loud mouths arm could be fixed, why not a leg?

Staring at the scalpels, she ignores Black Jacks question for the moment, keeping her promise much more important than useless formalities. Keeping Gokudera's head positioned to where he couldn't see the sharp instruments, Temari glares at the man across from her, keeping her voice soft so she wouldn't alarm Gokudera.

"Those had better to just cut his pants..."