The grip almost had her reaching for a weapon that wasn't there, and she had to take a breath and mask the movement as covering her mouth -- and, in all fairness, she really felt like she wanted to puke. It took her a moment before shaking her head, clearly nervous as she glanced up to meet his eye.

"Sorry. Should've been more careful. Need to rest, getting sick," The words were hurried, almost murmured amongst the town bustle. The tug was timid, weak as she tried to free her arm - starting something in the middle of town was bad, and if she wanted to pull of the civilian guise -- actually being sick like this, this paralyzing fear, the small shred of logic in her mind that her panicking might have been a blessing in disguise.

But, unfortunately, the paranoia in her was still too much for her to ignore, and she tried as much as she could to just stay calm. True, he was a ninja, that just confirmed her suspicious, but at the same time... No, there was no guarantee that she was in trouble. She'd just wait for him to let go, so that she could go, and hopefully he'd leave her alone...