[Oh wow, he gets to tell her how Squall got holes punched in his memory AGAIN. THAT'S GONNA BE FUN. But for now, it can wait!]

Nah, I'm from somewhere else entirely! But you're from there, so maybe you wouldn't mind answering some questions for me - I keep asking Squall, but you probably know what getting any answers out of him is like.

[Basically like trying to pry open a save with a toothpick. But he gives a grin and a flourishing bow, which unintentionally shows off his nice, long tail, unaware of any possible freakouts from her.]

Zidane Tribal, at your service milady!