Until now, it had still felt strange to have no reason not to give his real name.

At the moment, it feels easier. (…to find such old habits pointless. To know how little his identity means.)

"Cassian." Again: deliberate and careful, preemptive self-defense, to treat this as a more… normal? definitely casual, encounter than it may really be, and could easily turn—and definitely does not feel like. (The first line of defense, and/or avoiding needing to defend in the first place, is avoiding the psychological capture*. Especially from anyone whose every molecule from hair to shadow imposes a chill.) "And yours?"