like captured water

While she was indeed a vain woman, Sayuri was not ignorant. She knew Kuroo could easily get up. She knew he could fight back. The fact is, he didn't want to - or he was letting her win. While her ego appreciated the assist, she would have liked to see him get upset... About anything, really. It would both amuse her and shock her. Make her believe he was capable of other emotions. It would be sort of reassuring her that he could be serious. Ah, of course... He had gotten upset with her once. But that was before they were truly friends.

"You make it too easy" Sayuri puffed out her chest, grinning into the wind like a majestic being - she was, after all, a majestic specimen! "I have to wonder if those muscles are for show only" she bent her neck, tapping one of his legs with her nose. Teasing him as she did. As she always did "yet it is enough to shock and awe the fish, I suppose" she tittered, getting off Kuroo-chan and standing nearby "is that how one does it? You flash muscles and they jump in net?" She tilted her head innocently at him.

"Secret Iga Technique" she grinned.

"Speech"