“I’ll remember.” For whatever that was worth. But Loki had to admit, at least to himself, that it was... pleasant, at least, that he knew his lover’s name, even if she didn’t care to use it. That she was comfortable enough to tell him. (Yes, they shared a room, bed, and custody of a large number of fish - none of that was necessarily an indicator of comfort.) “I’ve only got the one name, or I’d return the introduction.”