He really couldn't help but feel pity for the girl at that moment, poor thing basically had a great big bully protruding from her back. It gave a new definition to the term 'malignant growth'. Mitsuru had to shake his head to dispel the thoughts, and he grasped for his focus (or what was left of it) once more.
"Ragnarok," he repeated, carefully, wary eyes fixed on the creature. It seemed like a normal enough occurrence for the girl, so it shouldn't be too bad. Right? Hopefully. "It's, er, good to meet you." Just be polite and hope that was the end of it.