The Psiioniic stares at her, wondering how she could have the audacity to ask for his name. Hell, he can't even remember it half the time.

"Not for a wiggler I barely know, no. Ethpecially not one that hathn't thared her own." Though even then, she won't get his name. He's not sharing it with someone he's not quadranted with. He has no reason to trust her with that.