It was amazing how quickly Miyoko could go from cautious gratitude to wanting to see how far she could stuff the datapad up Sanjuro's ass. Rage surged through her, though by time it boiled up to the surface, it manifested as only the slightest twitch as she restrained herself from showing him just how far a Yamataian could drive somebody's nose into their skull. Only one thing kept her from doing so: Her newly-made resolution that someday, somehow, she would repay this humiliation tenfold.
But this, this was not the time. Her reply was forced through clenched teeth, every word excruciating as she held herself back from telling him how she really felt. "I'll be sure to look at them."