Hitsugi's suspicions seemed to be confirmed, this female was well battle oriented. She was on the top of his list of battle partner candidates. Though he really didn't have any intention of scoping the others as possibilities. The others were far too soft looking, or arrogant, or had a lack of punctual mannerisms.

There was a bit of a pause in the conversation then. Hitsugi had wondered which of his comments had made her pause in such thought. When she continued, he took note in the fact that she made it clear it was her identity she was hiding. For what reasons he would be sure to find out later.

"I only wear a mask because I had cloth leftover." Hitsugi replied, motioning to the lack of a midsection of his black shirt. He always had the pension of cutting up perfectly fine shirts to create his own unique image. The real truth behind the cloth was in it's usability. He had used to once in the training center to make a makeshift sling for a younger student after an almost fatal run-in with a T-Rexaur. He had also used it once to keep himself from inhaling a poison students had released in his dorm. Though he kept this to himself as it seemed farfetched for just a black piece of cut up shirt.

Still...help comes in the strangest of places.

Hitsugi thought to himself as his eyes shifted at the board and back to the girl. He changed the subject subtlely.

"Although it would be strange to ask a person in a mask who they are, I can't help but notice I haven't learned your name. Nor have you mine for that matter." He paused and gave a small salute while still seated. "I am Takahashi Hitsugi." He waited for her to reply.