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scarab gives her a small, curious tilt of his head as she mentions that his name is 'nice'. he doesn't think he's ever heard that before. could a name be nice? regardless, he assumes it's meant as a compliment and takes it as such. whether 'scarab' was a nice name or not ...it was his name; tied to him so irrevocably that when someone spoke it he would come to their mind. because i can be. he replies; and though the words in and of themselves should sound haughty, they are spoken with the simplicity that insinuates that he doesn't mean to sound arrogant. he doesn't have any other reason because he feels he doesn't need any other reason to be here — even if scarab wasn't entirely sure where 'here' was. he feels confident with the borders of rusalka directly at his back, though, and doesn't feel the fear nor caution that he should feel.