There was a moment as the arm tightened where Kasumi thought she might've had a chance to break free of the grip, one arm shooting up to grab at the wrist near her throat and pushing, but it was obvious that the woman was...enhanced. Whether she was cybernetic or this was one of those porter-given powers that she kept hearing about the thief didn't know, but her own modifications weren't strong enough to push her off.

Her mind raced. She was close enough to the wall that she could kick off it, but not before the knife was inside her hood. Or she could do a straight backflip but the knife...was still a problem.

After several seconds of somewhat undirected struggling she let herself still. She could think her way out of this, she just...needed a moment. "Alright, have it your way. Though nobody mentioned this city had any sort of boss."

She held up her hand still holding her pistol and let it click closed. Her other hand was still pressed against the woman's, pushing lightly, instinctively...that wasn't likely to stop. "I do much better talking over dinner, though. You could've just asked."