[It's a sign of how long Kaito has been down here, down in the lowest ring of the underground, that his first thought is How could you think that would work? Why would you ask one of them to wait? It's scornful, almost, and he swallows it down and hates himself for thinking it.

But then...the other name. Thinking of them as someone else.

He didn't get to use that often, given his customers, but...

Sometimes, in the beginning, he'd do that. Close his eyes and put someone else in their place, even if their voice was different and they weren't tall enough and...

He shakes his head.]

It's best not to think of names, if you can.

[He pauses.]

...but sometimes that's what helps.