Codi is quietly pleased by this arrangement. Not only does this man behave like a trained guard dog, he lives like one, too - titles instead of a name and everything. Granted, he could be giving her these designations out of caution rather than ignorance, but coupled with his general discomfort Codi suspects it's something different.

"Is that what you call yourself?" she prods. "I picked a name like that back home, too - it helped to keep my identity hidden while I performed my job. But I picked it. Are those names the ones you'd prefer?"