"Well well, who do we have here? A studious little bird, aren't ya? There's no CAWS for alarm," he chuckled to himself "I'm just DYING to meet new people in this dump, heheh! You got a name?"
"…Frequent usage of plays on words perhaps indicates a fascination with birds. Further puns, specifically to that emphasized ‘DYING’ may suggest a malicious nature, yet you appear to have talked to me in a more friendly tone…"
He exhaled and shook his head.“…Never mind that, I suppose I’ve been muttering to myself. My name is Doctor R— no, just call me Reuben.”
"Now if I may, ask for your name?"
"People CAWl me Henry. It's always a treat meeting other people of the same CAWs!" he grinned joyously at the spectacled tactician. "You sounded pretty smart back there, didya per chance take the dark mage academy? Oh wait no, they're all DEAD."
