As Hayato grabbed her arm, Kami scowled. What was the man going to do now? Break her arm? Pop her shoulder out of place? He. Was. Insane. Not even post traumatic stress disorder could explain the amount of crazy. He had harmed innocent children and had broken Kami's fingers for simply stating her opinion. "What?" Kami snarled. "If you didn't want to hear me call you an asshole, then you shouldn't have asked." Honestly, Hayato had brought that upon himself. Although... not exactly. He had asked Kami what a book would say about him and she'd told him. But, really, no amount of crazy or trauma could excuse his actions. Kami was going to sit Hosuka down and force him to listen to her if she had to. It wasn't like she was without witnesses. They were still in the hospital. There were people [i]everywhere[/i] and those genin could easily testify.

As Hayato pushed her towards the window, Kami got with the program. She was going to be tossed out; chucked down a couple stories. As Hayato went to create his blast, she used her free hand to stab into his inner elbow. Hopefully, pure force had been enough to incapacitate the nerve and paralyze Hayato's arm. Quickly, Kami would slide her arm out of Hayato's grip. She couldn't lose her hand. Falling out of a window was one thing but without her hand... Well, if she had failed at doing the move, Kami just hoped it was possible for her mother to reattach it. She didn't have to long too worry about if her hand was still attached or the pain in her chest before her body was rushing towards the ground. [i]Relax.[/i] Kami focused on her body, relaxing each muscle at a time. Surviving such a fall was absolutely possible as long as Kami didn't tense her body up. The looser it was, the less damage the fall would do. 

It still freaking hurt though. Kami didn't really remember much of the next few seconds or hours- she couldn't really tell. However, she blinked at someone approached her. Was she alright? Kami laughed, wrinkling her nose. "Just peachy." She replied. Sarcasm was definitely the way to go. Otherwise... Well, otherwise she would have to acknowledge all the pain she was in. "How bad is it?" She impugned, wondering if she could just ask this guy to go find her a needle or a thread. But, by the way the doctors and nurses were heading towards her, that would probably out of the question. Kami lifted her uninjured hand and started to heal herself. Her mother was going to murder her. She'd take one look at Kami and finish the job.