“So like... robo samurai with guns?” He guessed, using his imagination. He was, in facf, quite intrigued; even when he visited certain Japanese sectors of Tatakai, the only samurais he’d seen were statues or cosplays. You could call him a fascinated tourist, honestly. “And homeworld? So you’re not from this planet?” His inquisitiveness was light an casual, not something that would normally make a person uncomfortable.