Something about the way this woman handled the conversation annoyed and irritated Sakurazaki greatly, but it also gave Sakurazaki the impression that threatening her and bringing out the warrior machismo was the last thing she'd want to do as well. Sakurazaki still figured her secret was still very much a secret...sure, the island was small, but three people (maybe four, still wasn't clear on what Ranma knew) out of so many was pretty damn good, despite what this woman said. But if she were able to tell so easily...and feel that it was "oozing" from Sakurazaki, she didn't want to underestimate what she was capable of.

"Well, good," Sakurazaki said stiffly, lifting her chin as if trying to regain some sort of dignity. But that was all she had. At least she hadn't started blushing...

...but, then, at merely thinking of it, a slow blossom of pink began to develop across her cheeks.

Shit.