Thank you. I have a feeling I've done this for a long time.

[Because thinking too hard about it makes his gut twist and his head hurt, so Ryoma's going with base assumptions and moving on with his life. Unlife. Whatever. He laughs--good-naturedly, nothing cruel or mocking--as he turns to face the girl, head cocked to the side as he sheathes his practice sword.]

I'm a shinki as well, miss.

[He's a very ostentatious shinki. Pimp-your-sword, if you will, trick it out with the good helmet and a nice coat thing that flutters in a dramatic breeze.]

I've never seen a weapon like the one you hold... it's a very interesting piece.