Observing the sudden and rather unexpected stat of distraction that overtakes her immediate opponent, Natsuko dismisses her conjured weapon and rubs the back of her neck with an expression somewhere between annoyance and amusement.<br/><br/>"Ohhhhkay, I can see you have a lot on your mind right now so if it's all the same to you I'll just go and get a cup of coffee while you...uhm...yeah."<br/><br/>Shaking her head she backs away from the distracted Katsuni until she is well out of immediate striking range, then lashes out in hopes of grabbing Sakura, if not also slinging the magical girl over shoulder.<br/><br/>"Come on, babe, let's let these three fight..."