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name? sounds sorta like naam, right? anathi could work with that. rhode, he replied. it was a second name meant to cater solely to the strange tongues of foreigners. there was a warm grin slowly enveloping his maw, though he took care to not bare teeth.

to steady himself, he allowed his tag to carry an enthusiastic wag. occasionally, anathi would find himself tipping over. still, he worked to hold his stance. name, pak? he asked, hoping for some intelligible response.