Jiro returned the bow as the Ronin introduced himself. The Hare knew quite a bit about the Boar Clan, and their fate. Mahou had doomed them. For all Jiro knew, there could be some vestiges of the Boar, but the clan was gone. Tatsuo was a Ronin, and the Crane placing him beside them as an equal was probably an insult. Jiro could care less. There were more important things to deal with.<br/><br/>"Heichi-San, I am Usagi Jiro-San."<br/><br/>Jiro nodded, turning to the side. Chiyu's words caught him, Jiro nodding smoothly. It didn't matter to him, honestly. He would not dishonor himself, but he was not his father's lapdog, and felt no need to press the matter.<br/><br/>"As you wish, Suzume-San. The matter is not pressing. Whatever the decision, I assume you will have to speak with your mother."