[It's not really Tamaki's fault but her fist tightens from being called delicate and the one that needs protection. That's putting salt in an old wound.]

I understand but I'm a shinobi, Tamaki-san. I can't be weak like that and I want to be the one that protects others instead of being protected, so don't feel awful. Nobody grows or learns anything important if they're never hurt physically or emotionally.

[She relaxes.]

But that's still a pretty romantic thought.