"A Valmese man here AND a tactician at that? I guess the world is way too small. I'm from the Cho'sin area though I'm not of their ethnicity as you can probably see." Jiro said as he took a look at the pegasus one. "Nah that one would too expensive for Isabelle's tastes and besides there was that once incident where a pegasus sat on her back in Plegia." Jiro said with a chuckle remembering that day for a brief moment before snapping back into reality. "I was hoping to not let my accent slip so easily I guess it's the wine. Even stuff like that makes me slip up on stuff." Jiro said in retrospective. "As if you couldn't keep you fat mouth shut anyways." Zaku commented as Jiro told him to shut up. Jiro however noticed he was leaving the man hanging and took his hand with a very firm and tight grip and shook his hand. "So tell me what brings you to Ylisse kid? Money? You working for the Exalt? I doubt your a story teller for real. The vibe I'm getting for you screams, 'I know my shit' sorry for the language but it's pretty obvious. Maybe if you wore more plain clothes you'd be able to hide it better." Jiro said as he examined the boy. "Or maybe I'm over thinking it and I just have been around my boy Zaku over there for too long. Wait that came out wrong he's not my son...he may as well be though. I'm Jiro nice to meet you Matt. I'm a wandering mercenary maybe you've heard of me maybe you haven't doesn't matter to me really. Though if you don't mind me saying so I'm the best sword arm in this country right now."