"...Yusei."

The answer is short and abrupt, much like some of his earlier answers. Still, it doesn't seem to be done out of rudeness, as he extends his own hand to take the offered handshake a few moments later. His grip is steady and firm.

"...zaShunina, is it?" An odd name, even by the standards he's loosened by coming to a new place like this. Huh. "I'm sure we'll meet again."