Shit.
She put a hand to her chest, and willed her heart to return to regular beating. Her gaze again dropped as she focused, and a small frown upset her expression. It took a few moments, but colour began to return to the Otter, "Hai, oh, I'm so sorry for creating such a scene."
She raised her eyes to both samurai, and she opens her mouth to say something, but then...
then her dark eyes narrow slightly, as if she decides there's something else instead. "More tea is usually what helps after these kinds of spells, Kitsu-san." she lied. Not that tea didn't help, because it did, but she lied that this had been a purely medical issue like the kind she was prone to... that she would've prefered
not to have been discovered this early in the miai.
But -being honest with herself -she'd rather 'fess up to her heart being damaged then it having been captured by the Crane as big as a barge.