[His forced smile goes a little lopsided and bittersweet at the offer to rest, despite his best efforts to keep it steady. Rest... If he'd expected anything from dying, it was a resting the very final and very unconscious sort. (Or, maybe, a return to old days and old memories with it.) Being awake and aware while dead, and then encouraged to rest despite that wakeful awareness... It's strange! Uncomfortable. He's too restless to just relax yet.]

But of course!! You introduced yourself after I asked... It's only the polite thing to do in turn.

[He considers the Ferryman right back, and offers, half-joking:]

I won't be sharing any cool new future names, I think. You kind of have enough already.