“We’ll need a bit more than that, by the time we get there,” Ren began, “So we have our stories straight if we’re questioned. Who are we that we can afford a ninja escort, how do we know each other, where are we from, where are we going? But we’ll have time to figure it out on the way.”<br/><br/>Ren's coughing interrupted her train of thought. Watching him cough up blood like that reminded her of a story her uncle had told her, a bloodline ninja Gaara had fought before the war. It was a bit paranoid, even for a ninja, but could someone in Mist have developed something that targeted bloodline powers during the bloodline purges? True or not, there wasn't much point speculating about it now - she would do what she could for Ren as long as they were a team, but the mission came first.<br/><br/>She followed Ren outside ahead of the others. “Ren, I … I don’t mean to pry, but if there’s anything I can do let me know. I’m a mednin, I might be able to help.”