*Sasha, unlike most Kumo-nin, doesn't reach for her sword when she's confronted with an enemy nin of dubious intent. She instead pops open a parasol and rests it gingerly on her shoulder. Her headband is around her waist, like a loose fitting belt.*

I'm making sure nobody is waiting to attack the mission when we came in, the rest of the escort group is waiting for my signal.

Sasha Torres.

*Her eyes are still moving around the open area, there didn't seem to be trouble, but she wanted some time to make sure this girl wasn't a threat to her first. Sasha has a few throwing knives under her headband, but relatively unarmed for a nin of Lightning.*