A strange kind of feeling went through him when the star came out. He wasn't sure how to identify it, but his face remained unchanged. He was even cordial. He pulled out Kotarou's charm and Britannia's sword in short order. He had been pulling to mind his memories of sword practice with Suzaku when they were children. Of course, it was closer to just flailing than practice, but just because his body didn't perfectly imitate the motions didn't mean his eyes and mind hadn't memorized them at the time.

He pushed Kotarou's charm into his pants pocket and took a ready kind of stance. It was very similar to Suzaku's, for obvious reasons.