A deep breath couldn't prepare him for this, though all the same, he didn't raise his voice or do much but let his jaw go a little slack--

Ungodly colors were attacking his eyes, pressing at his neurons for explanation, for a correlation with SOMETHING he recognized from the past... and there was nothing of the sort. There was just a sort of chaotic terror, disorder, and curiosity.

It took him a while to respond, before an opinion slipped his mouth.

"What a mess..."

He paused, to shake his head and bow-- stiffly. "My apologies. I spoke out of turn, sensei."