Nanako generally kept her poisons nonfatal, these days; there was a certain compound from a breed of ants that could keep a victim in agony for hours, sometimes days if injected at a high enough concentration. But, as it stood, she was off the clock. And for once, she was honestly surprised to see him, tough she certainly didn't let that show. Best to keep him guessing.

"Kind of you to say so," she told him, before patting the basket. "Either way, would you care to help minimize the danger?"