"I don't know," he admits, because he'd only known Faraday all of a week and change before he'd lost him, and they hadn't had much time to do anything other than plan for Bogue (and flirt, because Vasquez had never taken to someone so quickly, not like that). "And yes, I have a name," he adds, annoyed.

"It's mine, and when it didn't turn up on my posters, it became more important to me," he says darkly, because that was a way to hide when he needed it, still.

"I want him in my life, and I want more," he agrees. "But I'll let him tell me that. Until then, I'll be a wolf," he insists, setting the bowl aside and gesturing for Bobo to come nearer. "Come here, tell me how bad I reek."