If or not he ever saw her magic in action, they were here now and he had mastered a basic of their new world. At the very least, he supposed he would have light when the storms came rolling in, as he assumed this land had changing weather patterns. He looked forward to it, and the thought lightened his mood. Her call for introductions lightened them further, something he had been wondering about and near about to ask himself, but it put him back into one of his elements.

"Kuja." He took a step back to lower himself into a sweeping, graceful bow. "A pleasure."

He might not take well to being made to study to save his life, but he was still quite familiar with the nobility of Gaia and weaving his way in and out of their society as easily as taking a breath of air.