I think Mikołaj had just hit the nail on the head. This topic here is one that had kept my mind reeling and my heart sinking ever since I'd woken up. Who was I? What should people call me? It was more important to me than where I belonged. People could move from place to place, but names were usually permanent. At least the given name. And I didn't know what mine was, which saddened me.
"He's right." Nikolai said as he faced me. "We don't know what to call you. We can't just say hey you, and it would get suspicious if we couldn't introduce you to anyone."
"Well, while I was coming here, I used a fake name. One I'd heard along the way. You want to know what's strange? I don't even know what makes a good name."
"What name did you use?" Nikolai asked.
"I'd heard someone talk abo
