[Oh. Oh no, she saw the pictures and now she's asking him. Asking questions he didn't want to answer. Not because of guilt or shame, but because of how ridiculous it would be if he say anything. Ookurikara stare at her, before he walk forward and try to snatch the magazine away from her hands.]
[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.]
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no subject
It's nothing.
[Maybe he'll run away when he get the chance.]
no subject
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.]
no subject
No, because it's a waste of energy (he doesn't want to hurt her). And now she's asking questions.]
It's absolutely nothing and that book... is just a book.
[A gravure magazine, yet a physical proof of his... adventures. But would she even believe him?]
Just give it back to me?