Lusser frowned and stroked his chin as he tried to analyze the Kirlia beside him. Judging by what she said, she was some sort of soldier, though she seemed to lack the confidence one would expect from such an occupation. Perhaps Alina was simply incompetent, and this commander of hers was hoping to be rid of her for a while. One of the problems of indiscriminate conscription, he supposed. The cloaked Espurr, though easily less than half his height, seemed to have a much better understanding of the situation. Shaking the Quilava’s hand, Lusser found himself letting loose a short laugh along with his smile.

	“Well, I suppose you could say I operate by the same principle.” Lusser said, understanding the fact that it was often that those he met never knew that he would be slighting them in the first place, but it was technically true nonetheless. Something about Feuertanz’s energy, despite his prior slight and seeming naivete, struck Lusser as likeable; he liked a Pokemon with passion only somewhat less than how much he despised those who haven’t worked a day in their lives.

	“My name,” Lusser answered once he was prompted to introduce himself. “Is Lusser von Steigen. Formerly a banker, currently a gambler, and occasionally a showman of sorts. While I admit I am under-equipped, I can say for certain that I know my way around a fight. Hopefully, though, things shouldn’t escalate to that point during our journey.” He nodded and tipped his hat to the group, thinking his situation over; there was a wide-eyed acolyte, a cowardly soldier, a pint-sized knight, and himself. You have to play the cards you're dealt, Lusser reasoned, and if he didn't bother to stack the deck beforehand, then that was his own fault.