It takes less than a second to analyze what he's asking and how she should answer. Other. Follow. Jealous. There is a small chance that the other man, the seemingly meek one, is the master. But there is a slightly greater chance that he is another puppet, and might be inclined to report back to the actual controller, or at least give them a few clues. She sets Kisame up masterfully by interrupting the would-be Casanova.

"Dear, would you allow me to let him down gently?" She touches his chest with her other hand, feather light but long enough to channel a negligible snap of chakra; just enough to signify that he had permission to unseal his sword of choice, should he see the need. "Just a few moments alone, I promise."

There is a scroll with her Darling tucked inside, hidden beneath the shawl. She won't need more than a few minutes once hostilities kick off, so he had best capitalize what time they have.