"Oh, perhaps the pup has some fangs after all," Touka replied, grinning. "Not too sharp, not yet. But you have some after all." That was good, at least. She stood, crossing the floor in a few steps to take the blade from the wrapped cloth, holding it by the sheath. She wasn't stupid enough to hold a sword by the hilt in front of a lord; maybe he was toothless, but his guards probably weren't. She turned back to face Ryuunosuke, sobering. “I came here from my family’s village to see whether or not you were worthy of our respect. My family believes in you, and are willing to fight to the death to protect you and yours. Are you prepared to do the same for us? Would you die for the sake of those who would die for you?" Without waiting for an answer, she turned and stepped out into the hallway, turning what she thought was the way back toward the entrance.