She isn't sure whether it's silly or insanely reckless that she even got into an altercation at all. It was also hard to explain given she wasn't sure what entirely happened herself. Still, he was treating the wound and asking questions so it was only right she answer him, right? She'd been injured before so this was really nothing to her, but it still stung a bit when he pressed the damp cloth to it, however gently. Hopefully it would not leave a scar. That was the last thing she needed on top of her already plain looks.

"Uhm, well... I'm still making sense of it, actually. One moment I was speaking to a woman. She said-" she falls silent, immediately feeling heat rise to her cheeks as Kenshin had definitely been a topic of conversation and not one she was willing to admit to. Taking a breath to gather her thoughts, Kaoru continues speaking,

"She said she was a fortune teller and we spoke for a while and then she just- she changed this weird metal thing came out of her face - or where it used to be - and nearly drove itself into my head! I moved away as much as I could and then I hit her a couple times and ran when I was sure she stopped moving."

Hesitantly, she raises her bokken. She'd used it to hurt an innocent, hadn't she? Surely she was the shame of her dojo, but at the same time it was alright in self defense in this instance, she thinks. She had been attacked after all and she wasn't an idiot either. She still felt some guilt about it. Lowering the wooden sword again to her side, she shifts her gaze away from his so that she can't see the disappointment or worry that would surely follow.