Johns looked at the strange Cajun for moment, thick eyebrows furrowed in thought and slight disbelief.<br/><br/>"Am I correct in assuming you have never heard of Tarzan the king of the jungle? The great ape man of the wild? The mightiest of hunters and men? I used to rule the wilds of Africa. The jungles were my home until I met Jane."<br/><br/>His dark eyes go a little glazed and his voice a bit rougher at the mention of his sometimes strict mate.<br/><br/>"Jane is my mate. She has helped me understand many things and bring myself up to the level of a sophisticated gentleman. I am not yet as polished as I should be but with her help I am sure it will happen, as long as I remember not to lope about anyways. Oh I apologize, I've forgotten myself again, I'm rambling. Jane says one should never ramble it is impolite. So yes I am a tracker and hunter; as well as a great fighter. As long as I am here I will make sure you and all the tribe,"<br/><br/>John corrects his self almost automatically, looking slightly unsure of himself for a moment as he does so, like a man unsure of how to grasp a foreign object.<br/><br/>"I mean team...... are safe."