"I'm, uh -- Riz?" Riz's voice, still tinged with the youthful boyishness of a young man who hasn't quite become a man yet falters a little as he tries to think of a way to answer the question that would both make sense and allay any further suspicion before he gets shot in the head. Back home, he could just say where he was from, where he was trained, and that would either curry him some favour or completely fuck him over, depending on how others feel about the Adventuring Academy.

With this guy? All he's got is his name. "My name's Riz Gukgak. Um, I have business cards? I'm stuck in here, same as you. Who are you?"