Snowforest Taiga risky play

Bossy. If it was anyone else, they would have ended up getting a face full of teeth instead of an answer. Firestorm grunts in irritation, before a long sigh escapes his lips.
Free folk have the ability to do whatever the hell they want, he says, you lot have names. You get to choose when you want to eat, shit, and sleep.
Every action they could control, they would. He knows everyone he meets that learns he holds no name thinks it’s strange. Before he thought their obsession with them was what was old. Now, he thinks he understands… having a name.
I travel because I can now.