She scoffs as he moves her arm around. For someone with a reputation like hisā stoic, fierce, heartless according to rookiesā Baki is surprisingly naive, not unlike a child full of hope dreaming of a beautiful fufure. Looks can indeed be deceiving.
"You underestimate grief. If one of them die the other will either let anger lead them to pursue mindless revenge or let sorrow cloud their rational thoughts and let themselves fall into obvious traps laid by their enemies. Either way, they will end up dead, and it'll be all for nothing."
". . . . .And that's how they will be remembered, as fools who allowed personal feelings get in the way of their duties as Shinobi, and a weak link to the village. Not everyone in Suna is a softhearted romantic like you, Baki."
She sharpens her words throughly to strike his weak spots. Sometimes to test him, sometimes just to watch his reaction; out of all the guys at the camp she went after to test her newly-developed method of recruiting potential allies, Baki is the one she has the must fun with.
"You better not be thinking about marrying anyone, it'd be a waste for the brigade. Besides I'd get jealous."