Jiro slowly turned around as he took a slow sip and raised a eyebrow towards the boy shouting at him from blocking the road. Zaku's smile turned into a neutral expression as he wondered if this person was just an ass or perhaps one of those pompous blue bloods. "Last time I checked this place was a public place and you're not wearing any military gear. Besides it's not a good idea to ride around town on your literal high horse bub." Jiro said plainly as he took a another long sip of his beverage. Zaku however decided to walk over to the stranger and cleared his voice, "You know it's rude to simply shout at people and walk away. Especially two people who are armed. I'd suggest you apologize to my companion and I for raising you voice." Zaku said with his typical cold yet smooth voice. However before he knew it Jiro went over and clapped him on the shoulder, "Look I'm not looking for a fight Zaku." Jiro said pointing out silently to Zaku the crowd forming around them and the nearby soldier in steel armor staring at them, "So look how about this to please Zaku apologize to us and then I'll apologize for getting in your way and we can both get on with our day. This is a festival after all and no one wants to ruin the fun right? Jiro said with a disgruntled tone as his buzz just suddenly and unexpectedly was tossed out the window.