"Thatta' girl." Bakuton no Yumi said, grinning as she leaned forward and rested her arms on the table, "Kaede, uh? Well, I'm just stopping by. Thought I'd find myself a decent diversion from the road. It's just so<em>boring.</em>Thought I'd come down and see things the way the lot of you do."<br/><br/>"Couldn't pass through the Land of Hot Water without stopping to smell the flowers and see the sights." She ran her hand through her hair, "But I'm not really the relaxing type, uh?"<br/><br/>Yumi took another swig of wine, enjoying it just fine. No poison for either of them, it seemed. Her eyes drifted down, towards the Kumo-nin's ample bosom. Yumi herself wasn't too bad to look at, either. She was toned and tall, with abs and muscled arms. Of course, she was not at all as muscular as Kaede. Usually you could tell what kind of ninja someone was just by looking at them, but the only thing the Iwa-nin seemed to give off was passion. Everything about her was done with wild and reckless abandon- the way she drank, the way she talked, and how she stared at Kaede without giving the least bit of thought about how her gawking might be taken.