Sasha clicked her tongue, as she had the umbrella pointed at Itsuko, only to hear a dull click as she pulled the trigger on reflex. She had already emptied the chamber, and was too preoccupied with reloading. Assassins weren't meant for direct combat, despite being able to hold her own against most.

However, from her experiences, Itsuko was more inclined and skilled at brutally direct, face-to-face encounters. excluding utilizing the environment and any sort of tactics, a direct fight with her will end up with a loss for the Russian in most cases.

Sighing in exasperation, her attention was deviated by Lucifer's words. Suddenly being stuck with an idea, that would both be helpful to herself, and allow some form of entertainment, Sasha quickly grabbed the boy by his wrist, before pushing herself up against his side. Her soft chest that was pushed up against the arm, would most likely be felt, despite having the layers called clothing between them.

"Sorry~! Only Lucifer here gets to call me Alexy." Directing attention of herself, and onto the boy, Sasha couldn't help but to continue teasing him.