The wind, coupled with Nami's interference, keeps the blow from landing anywhere near on target. The woman does turn a bit, angling her body so Takuto's fist slides along her belly, and it'll feel like raking his fist along rivets doused in water. It doesn't get through the shell of water around her, thanks to their quick thinking. Good job.

The enormous woman glares dubiously at the boy before stepping back, her arms unfolding and hanging loose at her sides, nearer to the ax and to six small red and white orbs belted to her other hip. Another outburst would clearly be the end of negotiations, and there would be even less forgiveness.

The girls, though, are favored with a nod. She had no real interest in fighting these people, she just wanted them to leave her alone. And if they're going to pull the boy away, that's good. It means less people she'll have to hurt for her own safety.

"It seems only you girls have any real sense. Try that again, though, and I'll bury you. All of you."

Her lip twitches at the request, though, and Rin becomes her sole focus. Her eyes are intense, but there's a childish lilt to her voice, a hint of confusion coloring her words, like she really doesn't think there's any other way. Strangers in a strange land, and all that. "I need the rain. This place...It's safe here. Nobody can find me, unless I let them. But it's too dry."