The invisible form of one Kasumi Touho had been, again by happenstance, stalking the very same plaza in order to work out potential marks. She'd identified three poorly guarded stalls, a merchant whose pockets practically begged to be picked, and she'd even caught glimpses of little safeboxes kept beneath the stalls that she would easily be able to pick if she'd had more space. It was practically a buffet, but she had also noted the presence of Shio and her Kujaku, and decided against the brash actions in her presence. She might not particularly care, but her lack of understanding of social convention could have a potentially adverse effect on her cover. It was better to simply steal everything she could get her hands on closer to dusk where awareness began to slip.

Lurking around the marketplace, she was careful to keep out of the Kujaku's Psychic Aura, and by default the sight range of Shio and Dom both. Seeing the potential for a little fun, she snuck up behind Dom, knowing full well that Shio would know it was her (unless Shio was more paranoid than usual) and probably not say anything. The visual cues would be there, but Shio was not the target she intended to surprise.

"Shio's a bit awkward." Kasumi's voice would echo out as she slipped into sight, directly behind Dom with her head looking directly over his shoulder at Shio. His reaction would probably be to turn around and attack her if he had any sense, but she was prepared for that - you didn't get to be a long-lived assassin if you didn't know how to defend yourself in close quarters.