"No, it wouldn't be, would it? That'd be the name of that unit out there," he said. "Which even I must admit, is fairly well-constructed for being made by a human."

"No," he said, unfolding his arms and subtly putting one foot on the pillar, ready to activate his 'engines' at full if he had to suddenly escape. "The name you gave is 'Nanashi', which a quick perusal of Google told me means 'Nameless'. A fitting name, for one so worthless."

It was a gamble. See if he could bait the boy, sink in barbs. It might be a short in the dark, but it was worth a try.

Being called a fool did cause him to bristle, but if there was anything this city had taught him, it was to hold his temper (four million years and it took being human to teach him that lesson. At least it had finally sunk in.)