Tsume would have twisted to eye him, but this close it was easier not to. "I'm naked," she mimicked dryly. "Anything you need to know about you can see."

Squeezing closer to Asuma--with him on one side and his arm wrapped around her, she was feeling... well, not warmer, but less cold--she looked up at the grate. "Channeling chakra into me might work." Hadn't Raidou tried that, at some point? At the hospital, by the pond. He'd said it was like biting aluminum. She'd have to warn Asuma, if it came to that, and make sure not to let it slide down the pathways to Kuromaru.

"It's possible I could... do something. Don't know any lock picking jutsu." What did she know that might help? "Couple of fire jutsu. Earth jutsu. Tracking jutsu. Lots of Inuzuka jutsu." For all the good those would do her. She wished for a long moment that she could use any of those high-powered techniques.

Then she turned and eyed Asuma. "What do you think would happen if I did a translocation jutsu? I'd rather not lose my arms, but..." She shrugged under the weight of his biceps. "It might work."