[He knew it was coming, but there's always that small twinge of disappointment whenever he's shut down so thoroughly. Jayce drops his hand back to his side as if nothing happened, the smile still on his lips as if it didn't falter for a second. He bounces back like he always does, with a renewed dedication for approval.]
What, like a name? You already have one, don't you?
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What, like a name? You already have one, don't you?