That was...much worse than what she thought it would look like. She hadn't often seen the result of Gaara's playing, not when it was someone that she knew. She wasn't unreasonable, she knew the leg needed to be removed, but it should be Gokudera's choice, not the choice of someone who was doing it to save him.

Reaching out she grabbed his wrist to stop him from cutting any further into Gokudera's leg. "What do you think you're doing?! Just heal it, you don't need to do that!"

Glancing down when she heard the soft words, she wasn't sure what to really say or do. She wasn't raised with compassion or gentleness....she was hardly raised at all. Shaking her head, she resumed her petting. "...I'm sorry but I don't have a blanket for you."