[He understands the sentiment, if in his own way. When Naruto had been confronted by the Raikage's shinobi, and when they'd told him what Sasuke had done to their friend- he'd been unable to bring himself to fight or to give them the information they'd wanted. He just let her hit him until she was satisfied. That's a kind of help too, he thinks. What it means to see someone hurting and to just- not want to cause them any more pain.

Naruto needs to accept Bolin's decision and let it go. What could have happened is out of his hands now, and ultimately- he either trusts Bolin to make those calls for himself or he doesn't. He knows where he'd rather stand.

His gaze drops to the bloody towel in his hand, nearly forgotten in their spat.] I wanted to help you too.

[The smile is small and his head ducks. It's the moment he'd scrub a hand through his hair if they weren't both already occupied.] I'm not much of a medic though, and I've always just taken care of stuff myself. Even back home I heal really fast so I'm not really smart about these things. Sakura-chan always knows the right thing to do, but even now I still just rush in all the time.

Sorry, Bolin. I'll do better next time.