"Wait, seriously?" The name was familiar, and he vaguely remembers reading something like that way back before, well. Things. "That's good. I mean, for a while there I was actually, maybe, kinda sorta worried, you know?"

He lifts an arm to run a hand through his hair, "You don't have to worry about clients and friends and family figuring it out now I suppose since you're pretty much out of the undead closet, right?" He scratches at the back of his head, fluffing the mess and lets it fall back to his knee, shaking his head.

"Maybe a little pathetic but that's okay."