[ despite his injury, Lupin is as swift as ever - probably thanks to a combination of Minato's handy healing spell and his own natural tenacity. There's an eerie stillness blanketing the streets that's practically shouting "you're about to get ambushed," but he's sure that he can handle it. Once again, despite his injury. The wolf might have hurt his body, but it couldn't put a scratch on his ego. ]

Something like that, I guess. Fighting isn't really my thing, but my conscience wouldn't let me rest while everyone was in danger out here. I might not be able to fight off a hairy monster, but I'm a regular pro at saving damsels.

[ and that applies to the male damsels, too, naturally. ]