He snorts, raising an eyebrow at the Initiate. "You don't want the pleathure?"

He unfolds his legs from underneath himself, brows furrowing with the far off memory of another name. "I can't thay I know enough motherfuckerth to have a dethent poll, tho I'll get back to on that." He smiles, distant and sad. There is one troll there who knows him, but that doesn't mean he remembers them. He'd probably know what his old title is, but he's not sure if he really wants to know. "Until then you can call me Helmthman. It'th the betht thing I have."