[It's not that he seems particularly messy - though the shy little reaction is certainly endearing - even next to him, as far as Souza is concerned, at any rate... just that he's covered in soot and still so... cheerful. It's a mystery to him, but also a story he's sure he'll here time and again, if it's of any relevance.]

You will... have to tell me of it sometime...

[Though he's more interested in the stories about the city. The sword before him is enamored. Excited, even, and that alone means he has a lot he's itching to tell.

It'll certainly make the nights less lonely.

But-! He... was also on to something. Introductions would be for the best, even if they'd hear about one another endlessly in years to come. Even if their only relevance - at this moment - was their former masters. It always did come back to them.

Though... he has only heard vaguely of Sakamoto, and paid little attention to what he was told, so the stories that were sure to come...

Well.

He could only hope Mutsu loved this Ryouma.

For his own introduction, he gives a slightly more formal bow and a melancholy half-smile.] Souza Samonji... symbol of conquerors at your service, Mutsunokami Yoshiyuki...