Vinny turned to face the warrior. He was dwarfed compared to the samurai, then again most people probably were. His sharp eyes looked him up and down, sizing him up, making note of his armor, weapons, the way he stood, etc. he let his eyes drift shut as he rested his hands in his front pockets, a slight grin creasing his muzzle. "Great potential, you say? I don't quite catch your meanin' pally."