No matter that he could kill her anytime he wanted to, she couldn't hold her snark in. She didn't want to seem weak or scared, this whole situation was embarrassing enough. And the worst part was, he was right, partly. She should have suspected the traps - she was usually smarter than this. Perhaps she really was getting old...
"You can't seriously think I'll tell you who hired me," she snorted. "And you call me the stupid one."
The smirk she wore froze on her face soon enough as she saw him raising his choice of weapon - fuck, fuck, fuck, think, dammit - but the danger was averted not a second later - well, depending on how you look at it. She let out a gasp of shock as he cut her clothing, watching as the material fell off her body, blinking in disbelief. This was not seriously happening, for the love of...
She looked up at him, eyes flashing with deep fury - if looks could kill... well, they'd both be dead already. She wished she could cut his throat right now, perhaps beat him into a bloody pulp, make it painful and slow. But she still had common sense and without any kind of weapon... she wouldn't stand a chance. Arguing would be pointless now - her clothes were gone, her ninja stars were gone, and he could still change his mind about her fate. She had no choice but to leave, no matter how humiliating this was.
But one thing she knew for sure. She would come back, for him, because he just made the biggest mistake of his life.