Tsume's eyebrows shot upward, and she looked at him sharply. "Kuromaru would kill you if he heard you call him a dog." No mention that he was her familiar, either--if the enemy ninja had ears in here somehow, they didn't need more hints.

As if her tattoos weren't hints enough, but--

His expression changed, shifting. Tsume pulled away slightly; relief she recognized, it was expected. But then it switched to something else, and no amount of scent-checking could get past the cigarettes and tell her what. She leaned back on one hand, frowning at him. "You okay, pup? You look--well, like last week's corpse. But aside from that..."