Izumo coughed and rubbed his throat. Being choked was really not his favorite thing in the world, but he'd live. He'd just have fantastic bruises to explain. The bruised ribs were going to be the worst, really. The few cuts on his shoulder and side from being thrown paled in comparison to the rest.

"Nothing too bad. What about yourself? That was a bad blow."

He resolutely put thoughts of Kotetsu out of his mind. He'd been alive when Izumo had last seen him, and that would do. He and Itachi needed to focus on staying in one piece to get home.