"Pardon?" Said the girl, blinking in confusion. Of course, she wasn't used to introductions; she'd never done an introduction in her entire life, and neither knew what "ronin" meant, nor did she know that it was what the man went by. Some part of her told herself that the man was mad, spouting gibberish. Another part told her that he was perfectly sane. A third part told her that she herself was an ignorant idiot.