The entire time they walked, one may note his hand rested on the grip of the sheathed katana; he was ready to draw it at a moments notice, and made no efforts to hide that fact.  Even once they were to the point where Mateia told them to stop, his hand remained firmly there.<br/><br/>When Elizabeth talks to him, he'd turn to regard her, but shrug his shoulders. "It's okay, I can handle it." Some might question if he was dense or something. In truth, he was just... well, odd. And in this case, as in many others, he felt like he should do the work, even if it was trivial, even though some people may not consider it work.<br/><br/>When  Mateia finally commands them to step forward, he would lead his three friends into the village. His hand would finally leave its position near his weapons.  His hand would rise and wave, as his eyes traveled around; well, given the giant lizard-man, he now felt less uncomfortable about how his new appearance made him stand out.<br/><br/>"Hello, everyone. I'm Ishimaru Masato." He kept it short, and simple.  Then, one by one, he would introduce his other friends; starting with Elizabeth, then Onbin, then  Fuyuko.