The titles of books are ever elusive in his mind; however, the mention of Valkyries jostles his memory. His gaze drifts, unfocused, in thought to the ceiling. The name is certainly poetic enough to suit McGillis.

"A Valkyrie, huh." He wonders if there's a particular reason McGillis chose that association, but the conversation is already moving along. He won't think too deeply if McGillis doesn't deem it important enough. "For the lack of a better name, I chose Kimaris."

Speaking of matching, "I don't understand this place's method of introducing new members. If we hadn't met in the mess hall, who knows how long it would've taken for us to notice each other? There's got to be a better way."