"You think one day he's just gonna open his mouth and tell you his name? Is that how it works?" Romi had never had a non-magical pet, what did she know about it? She gave him a shrug and then took in his appearance, his disheveled sleepiness matching her own.
"Late night at the club?" When she asked, she had a thought that really it should be a more fun question - but for him a late night was work.
Shrugging again she listed some names off, "I don't know, fluffy, furry, Calvin... what do people call cats nowadays?" She'd an owl at school but his name had simply been Ric and she'd never had any real attachment to it.