Kushina, not sure what was going on, continued to hold her daughter in the middle of the crowded street. She didn't care if the villagers were looking at them. This was her daughter, dammit, and if there was something wrong, well, Kushina was going to fix it!

"Don't be sorry, sweetie," she replied. "It's okay to be upset, but I'd like to know what's got you so wound up. Is it boy trouble?"

Not that Kushina knew much about that....