"Eight. Whichever you prefer. My name is something different on the roster as well." He smiles slightly at her before he steps back.

The ink gets a... strange look, as does the Sudden Octopus, but he doesn't say anything about it. Instead he nods and starts to sneak down to the road, pulling his hood up over his head. He changes his stride a bit, something a little more loping and less upright and regular than he usually walks.