The girl's cheeks seemed to flush red even as she smiled in response to Mari's comments about her...  toys. She was embarrassed about them, but tried her best to give the kunoichi a smile belying only lewd mischief. Her palm went flat against Mari's stomach and descended... As her fingers slid further down her pants, Aimi daintily reached over and took her shirt back, holding it away almost exactly in the same manner that Mari had been moments prior, "I'll be taking that."<br/><br/>Her fingertips brushed between the medic nin's legs, all the way down against her womanly lips, "You're right... I guess I'll just have to tell them how I'm<em>punishing</em>you. A Hyuuga using her eyes to peek on poor girls bathing. Hmph!" She grinned as a finger slipped inside. The sand withered away and disintegrated around Mari's wrist.<br/><br/>"Before you offered to escort me back to your camp, where your comrades are." Aimi softly said, sliding her fingertips in deeper, "Do you peek on<em> them</em>too?"