[ While the theme of his brief visit seems to be an ever-escalating series of embarrassments, it's clear enough that his question begets a wholly different one, between the consternation on the kid's face, and the flowery speech he gets for an answer. Still, he repeats it to himself, in an effort to re-associate the face with a new name. ]

Gladio still works just fine for me. But in the interest of a trade, the last name's Amicitia. [ He pauses, the teasing nickname of a completely different teen coming immediately to mind. ] Don't worry about trying to pronounce that.

[ The sun is completely gone at this point, and he's got more or less what he'd come for, but he lingers just long enough to add. ] You prefer Fox or Yusuke from me? [ Or Kitagawa, he supposes, though there's a measure of seniority and friendliness that feels like they're past family names. ]