"Oh no, no, I'm not faculty," he tries to reassure her and save her from any further misunderstanding on that front. Aziraphale is definitely not a professor here; though he's pretty certain at this point he could teach How Not To Summon Demons 101. "I'm a student in the Ka House. And it's certainly nice to meet you, too."

He fidgets a bit, and not because he is cold.

"Well, I was thinking, yes, I could," he admits, cheeks blushing pink. "I mean, it has been a while," he continues with almost giddy excitement of his own, and leans down to retrieve her wooden weapons. "And I'm very much out of practice, but that is, if you'd deign to spar with a silly old fellow such as myself--" He looks over from where he had been hefting one weapon in his right hand, turning his wrist as if measuring the weight and balance, and finding it adequate. "It could be quite fun."