Masato grumbled as he sat down, irreverently sprawling his legs about and taking up enough space for three or even four people.  He placed his bokken in front of him and stared around the room at the others -- especially Sanro.  It appeared that his first impression about the odd teacher had been wrong, but he still had a funny feeling about him.  He couldn't quite put his finger on it, though.<br/><br/>"Well, we stepped through to the a different dimension," he said, answering Jessica's question.  "That count?"