He nods again - not necessarily to reassure her either. More so he could avoid further questions - ones he may or may not have the answers (or the breath) to explain.

She was asking for his name. Right. “Sunny… um…” He trailed off. A poor introduction. Should he… ask for her name? Was that how this worked? It had been so long since Sunny himself had held a conversation on his own; normally Kel, or one of his friends in Headspace, took the lead. He couldn’t have that sort of relief here.