The statuesque cat-woman, clad in a rather daring two-piece navy blue outfit that left little to the imagination and a utility belt (the latter quite at odds with the former...) stirred as the indiginous humanoid arrived and commenced a close personal examination.  Save for her present lack of consciousness, she seemed healthy.<br/><br/>Very healthy.  Pneumatic to the point of maybe inducing jealousy, if not also nosebleeds.  Oh, very much so, yes.<br/><br/>(Not that Sakura had any way of knowing that Natsuko was indeed under-dressed due to circumstance...)