Tsume roused with difficulty, twisting to give Ryouma a half-offended look. "I'm not dang'rous! 'm totally safe." She blinked at him, staring blankly at the missing parts of his tattoo, then straightened out to rest against Kakashi's whipcord chest. "'Least for you guys," she mumbled, and let herself relax in the younger shinobi's arms again.