She could have sworn she saw him walk right through one of her weapons, but she dismisses it for now as strain from using the technique so many times in quick succession. Instead, she just takes each of the scrolls and focuses her Chakra. Little puffs of white smoke fill the air as they return to their marked areas, and her cheeks flush lightly. "This... isn't all that much. I was just grocery shopping, not planning on fighting."

This isn't even counting what's still hidden along her body and in her clothes.