[ The wry smile from earlier tells Six otherwise, but he's never been the best at offering reassurances, so he lets that matter go. His head tilts when the man starts talking about the possible names such a drink could have instead, ears twitching upon hearing the one called Hope's Peak. ]

Mm. Their names barely make any sense, so something like Hope's Peak would serve as a good warning.

[ A warning just to give others a chance to avoid heartbreak, that is. ]

As for who I am, the title and name I was given is Six. I would say it's a pleasure, but the circumstances were not... quite that.

[ He still feels bad, mostly. ]