“Nice name.” He’s never heard it before. He also kind of wants to ask if she’s like 200 years old or something, but then where would his manners be? It’s rude to ask a lady her age.

“Freddy,” he says, also sticking with just a first name. He holds off on a handshake, assuming she’d rather not get blood on her. “Nice meeting you, even if I’m kind of fucked up right now.”