[ Sam knows he might well be playing 'how fast can I get myself yeeted into the acid rain' here, but he can't quite help it with the way the dude just tosses him a number and he's apparently supposed to call him that. ]
Look, that ain't a name, that's like... a call sign, or a baseball uniform number.
[ Last chance to give him a name. Sam's gonna default to shitty nicknames otherwise. Maybe baseball related now that he's already seeded that out there. Might not be too bad.
Yeah that might just happen anyway, come to think of it, now that he's striding alongside the man. ]
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[ Sam knows he might well be playing 'how fast can I get myself yeeted into the acid rain' here, but he can't quite help it with the way the dude just tosses him a number and he's apparently supposed to call him that. ]
Look, that ain't a name, that's like... a call sign, or a baseball uniform number.
[ Last chance to give him a name. Sam's gonna default to shitty nicknames otherwise. Maybe baseball related now that he's already seeded that out there. Might not be too bad.
Yeah that might just happen anyway, come to think of it, now that he's striding alongside the man. ]