As the sole representatives of Gjallarhorn (to his knowledge), Gaelio struggles to blur the divide between them and the rest of the Legion; consequently, he counts himself fortunate for McGillis' understanding of his reluctance. He nods, then shrugs to diffuse any potential awkwardness looming in the air.

"Well, we'll see how things turn out. If I can do my part without relying on these unnatural powers, all the better."

And that, as far as he's concerned, marks the end of an unpleasant topic.

"So what name did you choose?"