[ She takes on a bit of a frown at the sarcasm, but ... this guy does seem to generally have a level head on him. Much as she'd like to dismiss his advice entirely, she supposes he might have a point. Maybe. If she can't leave, then she may as well find something to do until she can, rather than dwell on the fact that she's gotten herself into a situation where she's no longer in a position to get the revenge she's been seeking.

Patience has never been her strong suit, though.


... Violence, on the other hand ...

She glances down to the katana he has on him for a long moment, before re-establishing eye contact. It might seem like a rather unrelated sweep of the eyes until she asks what's on her mind: ]

I don't suppose there's somewhere around here I could borrow one of those. [ She gestures to Yamato, before continuing hopefully. ] And then preferably somewhere I could hit other people with it. ... In the name of disciplined practice and friendly combat, of course.

[ Honey, if you have to say it ... ]