Shaking his head quietly, Nari glanced back at the headmistress for a moment before returning his gaze to Suzaku. A reflexive, subconscious movement of uncertainty. For the moment, he wasn't sure which terrified him more, being the blade or being the wielder. Granted, it didn't seem to be the same system as he'd had at home, but still...

"It looks like I'm a Blade again, this round." He replied, automatically using the term from his world by mistake.