She blinks. She'll know that voice anywhere but it actually takes her a moment or two to even comprehend that she's right in her assumption. It's just been too long since the last time she heard it.

"Chouji?" Ino lets that sink in for a while and when she almost follows that up with something along the lines of staying put so she can come to his aid, she hears some stabbing. "Hey, wait-! This isn't--"

But she's too late. Shaking her head, Ino rises to her feet. "This isn't a genjutsu, Chouji, and I'd appreciate it if you don't harm yourself more before I arrive." Her voice is firm yet void of any anger. The last thing she needs is arriving by his side to see him wounded.