She hadn't actually expected a run down of what the technique involved, but since the guy had provided it... well, she was both impressed and wary. This man was some direct apprentice of Lord Danzo himself? In that case, she'd have to be especially on her guard around him. Such a technique had it's uses and she couldn't help thinking of how useful it would be to send a ninja sealed inside some innocuous object into enemy territory to carry out an assassination. It meant you could sneak into practically anyway... seal yourself into some paper and slide yourself under a door... send yourself as a gift to a nobleman, then when he opens it, spring out and cut his throat.
"Again you act swiftly and without hesitation." Did she detect some kind of disapproval in that comment? Well, she could expect snobbishness from someone who had been a chosen favourite of Lord Danzo. “Hesitation gets you killed,” she replied. What was he expecting, exactly? A full conference? Messenger hawks back to base? For the enemy to just wait around while an elaborate strategy was mapped out? Swift action was the way of the ninja. What was it that her teacher had once said? “Improvisation is the cornerstone of ninjutsu.” It was as true now as ever. Then again, maybe she was reading things into the guy's words that weren't even there. He was, after all, an emotionless drone like all the Root ninjas. It probably didn't even occur to him to think about anything outside of mission specifics.
"I'm Uchiha Madara." She snorted, smiled at him insincerely with her head slightly tilted. “Ha ha. Cute. Well, I don't know you well enough to call you 'anata', so I might just start calling you 'Shishi' (Lion)” She watched him, as he took off the mask she had just threatened to name him after, revealing the face beneath. He was handsome enough, although, like most Root-trained shinobi, his human face had about as much expression as the mask did. The next part took her by surprise, and she frowned a little. Tamazaki Shinso? Tamazaki? Was that his actual name? His full name? His birth name? Now wasn't the time to question why he had such a ridiculously long name, where he got it from, or why he was still using it. As for hers, “Ran.”
“Sand Ninjas wouldn't be in Fire Country without permission. So either they are trying to spark off a war either on their own or allied with the Mist, or they think they can get away with taking out two specialist ANBU units. Or, they had permission to be here and they abused it, or permission was given for this ambush. Or potentially it's some kind of test to weed out the weak and useless in the Root and only you and I are on the way to passing it. That's too many possibilities.
“As for our supposed targets, I definitely felt movement, and from the patterns, it was enemy shinobi... but like we were told, it was only three people, and after a while, it stopped. I guess if there are Mist shinobi out there we'll just have to watch our backs.” She thought for a moment or two about his suggestion. “Run up the canyon wall? Well, we could, assuming they aren't still looking for us. Otherwise we could tunnel through the earth, and suck one or two of them into the ground with us when we're close enough. I'm open to suggestions if you've got any.” As she spoke, Ran checked the contents of her various pouches and weapon stashes, to check for damage from the water. Almost everything seemed fine … a bit of water leakage into her tin of paper explosive tags, and it was hard to tell if poison might have washed off some of her kunai but nothing drastic.