She stared at him, eyes darting around from his face to his chest as if there would be an indication of why he looked like he was about to pass out. She'd never been able to learn any medical ninjutsu and she definitely couldn't diagnose anyone, but this looked really serious.

It was, however, clear that he was exhausted, yet still using his sharingan. Yuugao crouched beside him, one hand rummaging through her pouch for chakra pills. "You can turn those off, Uchiha, I'm not going to do anything to you." As she handed the pills over, all she felt was pity.