The person who he bumped into was a young woman, somewhere around his age, at least he PRESUMED she was around his age, in Revaliir, nothing was as it seemed! He blushed slightly, saw that she was pretty. She also looked vaguely familiar. Like someone he saw a long time ago, but he couldn't exactly place her face. "Ahh, a book lover? I don't mind the good book, magical or otherwise, I wish I got into reading sooner. I had . . . a friend who was deeply into books, and I helped her with magical research," Hiro said with kind laughter in his voice. Sapphire did introduce him to a lot of books while they were together, and his father had him read too, between swordsmenship lessons. "Though I've been busy lately. I have to train my body, but also my mind as well. You can probably tell by my armor, I can fight with a sword, but I use fire magic too." She seemed very kind so far, and she wasn't afraid to chat with a stranger. She introduced herself to him as Caitlin.
Years prior: A young child sat in a crib. He had a shock of black and crimson hair. He looked up through the bars of the crib. His Father, sat across from a short woman, with crimson hair and blue eyes, They chatted, drinking tea, laughing. The child saw his Mother, bring out a tray with snacks. His father placed his hand on his Mother's hand and thanked her for the food. She smiled and asked the crimson-haired woman if she needed anything else? She asked for more tea. The Mother went to fetch some more tea. It was a pleasant scene. Everyone was happy and laughing.
Some years later: an older version of the same child walked up to his Father, who was sitting down, tears running down his cheeks. His Mother was by his side, comforting him. The lad asked his Father what happened. Why was he crying? DId someone die? The Father looked at his son, and told him his Aunt had died, she sacrificed herself to help the people of the land. The land of DaeLuiin where they lived. She was a hero.
Even late still: The young lad, now nearing being a teenager, approached his Father, who was looking wistfully at a portrait on a dresser. There were photos of their happy family and friends. His Father had lost many of his friends in the past, whether through death, or through disappearance. The lad asked about the pictures. His Father responded, telling him about Uncle Blaze, who was his best friend, there was Judge, a God who died, who many people, including Father, looked up to. Judge died after saving the world. Then, there was his Aunt who died a hero. His Father wasn't related to her, but he took her in while he was a Deity of Fire, and took care of her. She was like a little Sister to him, or the Daughter he never had. He retailed the stories of their adventures, how she learned from him, and how she replaced him as Fire. He was proud of her. Her name was Caitlin. Caitlin McKenna.
"It's . . . a pleasure to meet you, Caitlin. My name is Hiro, Hiro Kouen, Phoenix Knight," he stated, proudly, with a smile. Red hair, blue eyes. Short stature. This could be the biggest coincidence in the world, but she was nearly the spitting image of that woman in the picture, though this Caitlin was younger, than the one in the portraits. His fuzzy memories showed an older woman. This girl, this Caitlin, was his age. Maybe she happened to be the daughter of his Aunt Caitlin, or maybe it's a coincidence. Another possibility, could be that she was the mirror of his Aunt Caitlin from DaeLuin, the world he came from. That Caitlin died, she was part fire dragon, and became a Fire Goddess who his Father had treated like family. He mourned her when she died. Maybe this was a "doppelganger" or alternate version of the Caitlin from his memories. Either way, he introduced his full name, if she knew his father in some way, the last name might give it away. "I'm an adventurer, I guess, a warrior originating from another world. I'm passing through this land, going where ever the winds blow me. They happen to blow me here to this town."