[She holds tight onto the magazine for now, looking around and noticing that they are alone. So she moves to quickly close the door before he can snatch the magazine and run.]

There, now we have a moment to ourselves, and no one to interrupt.

[This was too unusual to be interrupted. She turns back to him.]

Ookurikara...I've never been in such a situation, and I hardly reveal my human name because there has been no need. It's...not nothing. How did you...?

[She knows him. She knows the type of man/sword he is, from observing him. Surely he has an explanation for this? So she remains as patient as possible.]