[Ribbons turns, heart skipping a beat at the sudden contact and immediately got his mind to identify that (1) the person is not an Exile, and (2) not someone from Celestial Being. Quick little breath to calm his heart.] -- good evening to you. Miss Saya.
[Easily recognizes the object she was holding as a sword but... was that in her room at the Shelter back then? He would ask her about it though he would rather engage in pleasantries for the time-being.] It has been a while, has it?