Ah the name explanation conversation. This was his favorite. He had a way with names after all. "Why does a name have to be explained? It's a given name, by myself. Boys like their hawks. The first day I was free, I saw a hawk and from then on that's what I became. The hawk. Hawk." Lies, complete and utter lies, but she didn't know him and therefore didn't get the truth on such a personal story. Not that she would get it even if she did know him. He had only completely told one person. "I could ask you why your parents gave you such a normal name, or why you still go by it, you know." But he didn't, because it was her choice and for the time being he was wondering how she was getting on alone, where she was staying, and whether or not she was starting to starve for real.