"Don't gotta ask me questions." Gambit assured him with a grin, when the other man looked unsure. They could just sit here in silence, or bullshit. Though even just bantering could be hard like this, the Cajun wasn't sure anything was safe.
Sabo, though, finally came up with something and Gambit released his thigh and gave it a terminal pat before dropping it back into his own lap.
"Dunno. Grew up callin' m'self Gambit. Got adopted briefly, gimme 'de name Remy LeBeau, guess 'dats de closest thin' I got to a real name." His shoulders rolled up gracefully. "What I normally tell people when dey gotta know." He didn't normally lay out the whole truth of it, but he couldn't help himself now.
Fuck.
"How bout you? Sabo your real name? Whole name?" It was a strange name, but then Gambit wasn't one to talk about strange names, was he?