Veili refrained from sighing at the Headmaster’s straight forward response and simply nodded in acceptance instead. In the midst of carefully rewrapping his creation in the cloth, he looked back up when he was once again addressed. Finishing what he had started, he grabbed the ends of the cloth firmly before setting the weapon on his shoulder and looking straight into the older man’s eyes. [b]“I figured since it was the first day, which isn’t really so much a school day as it is a “get to know things” day, it wouldn’t be so much of an issue.”[/b] He waved his hands at the crowd around the two of them as if to emphasize the point. There were a crowd of onlookers, no doubt from the scene that had been caused, but the majority of students were content to go along their merry way and ignore the delinquent looking boy. 

[b]“Yes I’m skirting the rules,”[/b] he admitted as he continued to meet the Headmaster’s gaze, [b]“but if some students can’t handle the sight of a single, wrapped-up longsword, than I really question why they are here.”[/b] And Veili truly believed that, even if it was a bit harsh. What was a piece of plain metal in comparison to the sight of a roaring inferno contained in the palm of someone’s hand, or the ability to peer into someone’s deepest secrets. [b]“Look, I’m not saying I’m going to parade around with my entire collection, but is this really hurting anyone?”[/b]