[What a rude man! His immediate response is to puff up his chest, raising his head and giving the younger Haibane (was he really younger, though? Just look at the size of him!) a disdainful look.]

I... am...

[He's starting to deflate a bit, stammering unexpectedly, blinking twice. Where did this baseless confidence come from? His cocoon name didn't quite fit, it didn't feel real, so he hesitated to answer... long enough for the other boy to switch to asking about himself.

Now, he walks closer to look down on him, extending a hand.]

I don't... really know. [Somewhat weakly, after that strong beginning.] but you and I are called Haibane now. We forget everything, so we get our new names from our dreams. You had one too, when you were in there, right?

[Now, there's a return of that haughty arrogance from before, turning his nose up in the air, the hand not extended now resting on his hip.] And anyway, I'm your senior Haibane, so you should address me with the proper respect! [Senior by a few hours, perhaps, but he was going to take what he can get, okay.

How'd he get stuck with this brat? Awful luck.]