Bran had practically based his life around his ability to go unnoticed, and he was slightly surprised when he was approached by a woman. Instinct made him suspicious, but when she inquired as to who he was by his apartment number, he realized that this had to be Katya. He'd forgotten that he hadn't given her his name, which wasn't surprising since he never really stuck to the same one. Today he was Trevor, tomorrow he might be Bran again, and the week later it could be someone entirely different.
"Yes, I'm 1106 - you can call me Trevor." That was the name he'd given to Lotte, wasn't it? His tone was neutral and somewhat detached, and there was only the faintest trace of a smile. "You must be 207."