Aulfr felt a flutter when she grabbed him, and he ruthlessly shoved it down, not knowing what it was or why it was making him feel weird. But she let go of his hair, which let him calm down and not feel so damned odd. Didn't stop him from smirking down at her, though, as she stumbled for things to say.

He very carefully took note, though, on just how flustered she was, whatwith sighing and rambling. 

He glanced at the rare sword, and then back to Aleksandra. Smirking even more, he leaned past Aleksandra [intentionally leaning a little closer to her than he needed to] to grasp the grip of the sword. Standing straight and tall again, he swung the sword off to the side, before pointing it straight up between them, allowing its shape to be seen.

"Oh, so it's called a khopesh? Interesting design, excellent craftsmanship. I'd use it more if I had a teacher knowing the proper technique, and I'm too busy to train myself in a completely new weapon."

He turned it, examining the blade, and then refocused his eyes on Aleksandra's, standing just beyond the blade.

"Why do you ask?"