Not precisely her style, but the goal wasn't style was it? She left her clothes in a neat, ordered pile and not for the first time she was grateful that her preference in what was close to combat boots matched the black well enough. She looked like a right hipster ninja. Even tied her hair up and shoved it under a cap. It wasn't going to be a perfect concealment, and word would get back to Tenkohime, but she wasn't being obvious at least.

Stepping out, she gave him a roguish look, regretting not having a baseball bat. That would definitely suit this work well. Ah well. Wooden swords still did well in a pinch. "ready to beat up a little birdy, hayup. Lead the way."