The man stared at them a moment, looking between L and Ryoma. Both of them were quite the characters, and neither of them looked very reliable at all. Still, an extra pair of hands or two wouldn't do any bad, hm? Dejectedly, he sighed and gave a slight nod.

"Fine. Names?"

"Ah... Sakamoto Ryoma."

"...spell that."

"Uh..."

The man groaned, and rubbed his head, just writing down on a small slip of paper what he thought the name might be spelled like. Ryoma couldn't spell in in the western alphabet, so he'd been at a loss...

"And you?" he looked at L.