"Say, Kai.." Momoko mutters..legs still strafing evenly as she paces along, eyes drifting from place to place as if trying to watch every vine somehow, to make sure they wouldn't snag her body again...twirling her kunai on the base of her forefinger, and catching it with a closed hand on each spin, as if winding it to throw each time if something were to make any sort of funny movement. Slender legs retain their delicate feminine sway as she passes through the masses of flowers..continuing her utterances.."Why'dya think would flowers sexually attack humans?"