"Leviathan... Leviathan." He repeats the name a few times, trying to match the intonation he heard to make sure he has the pronunciation right. An imposing title to hold, certainly. Whatever deeper meanings they may have behind that moniker, though, aren't his place to pry. Not yet. "This one is known as Beat Knight. It's a pleasure to have met you, Leviathan... despite the circumstances."

There's an awkward pause as he considers what to say after the introduction; it feels as if they're both on the wrong foot. "All I will say... is that I am no stranger to self re-invention," he eventually offers. A tap on his metal facemask as an accompanying gesture. "I can only imagine you have your reasons to do so. That is all."