Ryouma repeats the word, but there's a good chance he's botched the pronunciation. His eyes widen a little with obvious interest when the sword just jumps into Jim Guangyao's hand.
"Oho! I dunno, looks like you're doing pretty good from where I'm standing."
He means it sincerely, and even though he's currently covering his usual accent, he still has a sort of simple honesty about him that's probably even more pronounced next to Jin Guangyao's polite manner. He's just a lowborn ronin from the country, after all.
When it comes to introducing himself, though, he has a moment's hesitation. As a Servant, it's habit to hide his True Name, but he's been born anew here, hasn't he? Those old concerns just don't seem to matter anymore.
"I'm Sakamoto Ryouma," he says, with a different sort of bow. "And I'm definitely curious, yeah. Noticed you were asking around and not getting any bites. That should probably tell me something, but I like seeing things for myself."
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Ryouma repeats the word, but there's a good chance he's botched the pronunciation. His eyes widen a little with obvious interest when the sword just jumps into Jim Guangyao's hand.
"Oho! I dunno, looks like you're doing pretty good from where I'm standing."
He means it sincerely, and even though he's currently covering his usual accent, he still has a sort of simple honesty about him that's probably even more pronounced next to Jin Guangyao's polite manner. He's just a lowborn ronin from the country, after all.
When it comes to introducing himself, though, he has a moment's hesitation. As a Servant, it's habit to hide his True Name, but he's been born anew here, hasn't he? Those old concerns just don't seem to matter anymore.
"I'm Sakamoto Ryouma," he says, with a different sort of bow. "And I'm definitely curious, yeah. Noticed you were asking around and not getting any bites. That should probably tell me something, but I like seeing things for myself."