[b]Stopping his knocking as soon as the door started to open, Bjorn steps back to put a few feet in between the two of them, as he wished not to impede on the woman's privacy. His visor directs itself at her eyes, as he raises his hand forwards in offering of a handshake. A relatively low but compassionate male voice rings out from the helmet, a bit distorted from the speaker.[/b] "[i]I am Bjorn Einar, a warlord from a world distant from yours. I have come to the Dojo for my own... Personal reasons, and wish for entry. Who might you be, if I may so ask? People of my stature are rare to come by in this day and age.[/i]"