Part 697: Robin C

Severiestus? ...Too complicated. Deus Dumbfoundus? ...Too long.

Owain? What are you doing?

Oh, 'tis the lady tactician!

I sense your appearance is evidence of Fortune's work.

Would milady for the nonce stop the sands of time, that o'er centuries have flowed?

...I haven't the foggiest clue what you're saying.

Er, do you have a moment?

We're like-minded souls, yes? I could use some advice.

Well, for starters, you should try speaking like a normal person...

Hark now! In my hand I told my faithful friend, a shimmering silver of silver steel. My weapon, my blade, my companion to death... It demands a sacred appellation!

Er, right...

Are you saying you want help thinking up a name for your sword?

Ah, yes! Two souls united are we, words mere gilding to instinctive understanding.

...Quite. But why do you need MY help? Aren't you the name guy around here?

Ah, but therein lies the rub, for I cannot conjure the proper agnomen. ... Not one that sounds cool, anyway.

Ah... Okay, I suppose I could try to come up with some ideas...

I'd be most grateful! My blade is like a brother to me... Ah, how I adore it!

Well, I'll just.... give you two some privacy, then...