Sayuri ground her teeth slightly as she glared after her sword. "Dammit... Hey! You! That one man..um.. Frankie! Yes, Frankie said that I could keep it around me!... HEY! Stop! Come back with my sword dammit!" she yelled after them, paying no mind as the women probed and poked at her. It seemed she had a high pain tolerance for now. She didn't even flinch or seem to realize as they placed the needle inside her to take some blood. Though she was aware, she just didn't really care.<br/><br/>"gah..." She muttered. It was fine..she could always conjure the sword back into her presence anyways. She just didn't really like being with out it.