You never asked! Maybe I'm using Khaji's method. [ He pauses, realizing that she doesn't actually know what Khaji's method is. More than that, he's just relieved that this is what she's talking about, that there's no betrayal of how she feels on his face, no immediate push-back saying that it's not worth it, that it's just pain and sorrow and misery. She wouldn't be entirely wrong to say so, not after the life she's had, so - sometimes. He'll take sometimes. Sometimes sounds a lot like hope to him. He relaxes into the couch a little more, propping his ankle up on his knee and resting his mug of tea precariously on the side of it. ]

He doesn't tell his name unless someone actually asks if he's got one. It's one of his things. I try to respect that. [ It is, in some way, a test. Khaji's opinion of anyone who asks is immediately improved. It's the first step to getting closer to him and Jaime doesn't argue with that; if that's the way Khaji wants to weed out anyone who won't think he's a person, then that's the way things will be. ]

The beagle right there's BB - the Blue Beagle. Ted's idea, not mine. [ He really is the worst at keeping up his secret ID. ] The corgi's name is Mako.