Little by little, she did so. And little by little, she actually managed a feeble sort of locomotion. It wasn't very notable at first, and she was more concerned with the suggestions for improvement he had given her. She wasn't so far gone that she didn't notice when one of her strokes ended up brushing her fingertips against bare skin.

She floundered slightly and stood, head ducking in reflexive apology. "I—forgive me, I should have been paying better attention!" Holding hands was one thing, but touching somebody's body—especially a shinobi's —without permission was a mistake most people only ever got the chance to make once. And generally, afterwards any other mistakes were impossible; mortally so.