I believe she was sent home, as well. I have not seen her since that day. But naming oneself after a vegetable, when one is clearly not, is one of the more bewildering human naming conventions.
And of course we change our names! I was once called the War-weary Villein, but after I was exiled, that old name had to go, you see. It was no longer accurate. ...We do not have lineages, and we all have the same origins, so names identifying those things would be quite boring and useless.