"It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Pruna." He neglected to comment on the lack of a true name. Children without them weren't entirely uncommon in Paris, he'd discovered with no small degree of indignation. Usually, they'd been abandoned at birth by their parents, or perhaps separated from them too young to remember their own names. At any rate, if that were the case with this girl, he certainly wasn't going purposefully remind her of it.

"It's my hope that someday soon we shall be able to change things. I hope that you'll be there with me when the time comes."