A martial sort at a glance, but more an errant knight-protector than sellsword by his words... if only Gallione had such sorts leading the Order of the Northern sky. Ramza lent a moment's thought to how- or why- Marth would have taken up such a trade, but was he poised so differently himself?

"You've had your fill of battle, have you?" he eventually replied with his other hand reaching out to pat Marth's shoulder. It was a question Ramza asked more in sympathy than condescension, but he soon realized it might not have sounded so. "I had seen enough in my homeland, as well."

He couldn't very well say his arrival was welcomed per se, if only for his doubts as to whether or not he had actually succeeded in foiling the fiend's resurrection... but he would be more than happy to lead culling dissenters and succession wars far behind him.