"Sure, if you want me to." Frankly, he'd stuck with Ashford for so long because it was a closer fit to a Raksuran name: Ash Ford. But he's known enough groundlings that he can adjust. "Klaes," he tries it out thoughtfully, wading out after him.

"And of course I'm going to teach you. I'm not going to trust you to work it out on your own, with no experience and no instincts. Here, come out to your waist."