He repeated the lip motions, slow and mute, memorizing the name for himself for the day that he would be able to say it aloud. But he still nods, a gesture of understanding and leaning back to keep a new puff of steam away from the other Lombax.

Ratchet. Short, simple enough. And... he was supposed to be 'Alister'?

The Vullards never did tell him his true name. He never had been sure if he even had one to begin with. It was clear this little Outsider was somehow linked to him, and what might have happened to him, so he couldn't let him go just yet. That and they needed to find out where they were.

Again, he gestures around to the rest of the castle.