Luciel was silent, standing and gripping his fist to kill the rest of the vines which crumpled and retracted, focusing on repairing itself. "[i]Why?[/i]" He asked, intrigued by her hollowness, "Is Ace what they called you in that hole? Is Ace what you called yourself to [i]maintain sanity~[/i]?" he cooed, taking a few steps past her while he seemed to focus on trying to orient themselves based on sun position, thinking of a way they could go to maybe throw the certain search party off of their trail. His words ran like treacle, teasing enough to set the stage for his next question. "Of any name you could think...would you rather have it?" he asked before slyly looking over his shoulder out of the corner of his eye to try to catch a glimpse of a reaction, "...or is your past [i]really[/i] that valuable?"

[i]People[/i] have single names. In this world where we're not seen as people, why should we conscribe to their ideals?

Fear drove humans to do such selfish things. They'd throw their newborns from cliffs if they thought it'd appease a higher power...so to speak. He knew well enough about Hex to know that parents were sometimes a touchy subject; she mentioned them, openly, and apparently kept the name they gave her. It was unlikely that she was picked up after killing them...unless she was [i]that[/i] messed up. Luciel shook his head, excusing the feeling before turning back to her. "Never mind me, working alone gives me too much time to think, I am afraid" he said with a chuckle and an excusing hand wave before realizing what he said could have been taken as an offense. "But no, I think Ace is a good name," Luciel sighed, wishing he knew more about the girl as to better appeal to her, "...I only wish it did not carry memories with it~"