Luna giggled, her eyes shining. She looked up at him, her face full of pure innocence and joy. "Big brother, do you have a name too?"
Ethan blinked, taken aback by the question. "Of course, I do." He was about to say Ethan, but then he stopped. Not that he did not trust her, but she was just a small child. What if she blabbered it to someone innocently?
That reminded him. Had he introduced himself to the old hag? Heck, she did not even bother with his name until now, and she had already accepted him as her student? He scratched his head, not knowing what to think of it.
"Big brother, what is your name?" The little girl was getting impatient.
He glanced down at Luna, her wide, expectant eyes looking up at him. He had to think fast. A name. He needed a name. Something common, something forgettable—
"Leo," he said finally, the name rolling off his tongue with surprising ease. "You can call me Leo."
