It was fortunate that Ayumu had a lot of practice in hiding her emotions, else she might have had to laugh at the reactions to her statement. Even the trained swordsman had faltered just a little; hopefully that meant he had accepted the lie as truth. Perhaps now he'd let slip just why he was so curious. She had her suspicions, but tried not to make assumptions about anything if she could help it.

She rose quickly to her feet at Robin's yelp and moved closer with a distressed expression, reaching out toward the young man as though she wanted to help but was uncertain how. "Robin-han, you're hurt!" she exclaimed, sounding dismayed. As she got closer, though, she realized there was no blood, and gave a startled glance toward Kenshin's sword. Now that she got a better look at it - that was very intriguing indeed. "Himura-han, is...there something wrong with your sword?"

It had certainly spared Robin a more serious injury, but why would someone be carrying around a sword with its blade reversed to begin with?