The girl looked at the Kumiho with confusion. "Aye. I am inclined to ask you to fly the fuck out. But to be perfectly honest, no idea what you mean."  The short haired female had a few pouches with several items of interest. Some of which looked like smoke bombs. Other herbs of a sort; sleeping kind to be more specific. 

"Now, if you want to help out Foxy-loxy, be a dear and shift into someone important. We need that Princess for reasons of state. And that is all I'm going to say- because that is all there is to say." She shifted from startled, to immediately someone seeing opportunity. Whatever her intentions were, she clearly wasn't hostile. Even she can see the man before her might seem to want to be part of this "big bang." 

Above them there was only one pair of footsteps heard, there was grace and fluidity to the motions they could hear; yet cautious ones. 

The female looked back at the Kumiho and gave a nod to him, as if signaling him. She has no real way to know how or if he would help her cause, or what he'd even want in return, but she rather be safe with her actions. Someone of Hitori's nature could be useful to her.