I feel like some of the things that are important to me are silly. Especially personal things. In my last life...we weren't supposed to have personal feelings. They were a manifestation of weakness.

[Homunculi weren't human, they didn't have human emotions, human desires, human wants. Any shadow of such was just a flaw, something to be erased.]

It's...a complicated thing. I didn't even know it myself until strange events here led me to remembering speaking it under the effects of some magic. I...honestly don't even know if it's my proper name, I just know it's what I used to be called. I don't go by it, I don't offer it to many.

But...I feel you should know it. I'm not so young an naive as to think this is some passing fling between us, I know where this goes.

[If ever given long enough.]