Chester shook his head. "It's not a bother." He simply stated, taking a glass and filling it with water, coming back and handing it to Arietta. "Say, what's your name? It's not too often you can see somebody just waltz around with a liger; is it tame, or are you just a special exception?" He asked, hoping he wasn't coming off as rude. The liger was scary; he's seen them before, and if he recalled correctly Engeve had a liger issue before he set off for Baticul and met Natalia there. Back then they didn't interfere with the hunts very much, but he still avoided them since they were known to be very fierce creatures.

"The name's Chester."