"I have a name," Whispering Blade said eventually, her eyes still locked on the boy walking ahead of them. "So do I. It's Zhihao, in case you were wondering." She turned a smile on him. "Not Zhizhi?" "No." "And you may call me Itami." Zhihao sighed. "Wonderful, and now we know each other." "Is that such a bad thing?" Zhihao sighed at that. "Yes. It's much easier for me to betray someone whose trust I never had in the first place."
