[Hakkai watches her face as she speaks: that flash of fear is quickly masked, but her eyes are still a little wider. So, danger doesn't scare her.

Being without a purpose when she is also without her own memories, though, seems to.

It's not the kind of response he wanted, not exactly a free and reasoned choice, but if she's comfortable with the danger he suggested then he can't bring himself to throw her away. If she thinks better of it later -- well, he'll let her go then.]

All right.

[He's been named enough times that he knows the ritual well. As for a name...

He lifts one hand, two fingers outstretched to trace the character for soot.]

Lingering here gripping thy true name, I make thee my servant with thy alias. Thy name is follower, thy vessel is sound: obey my order and become my shinki.

Thy name is Susu, thy vessel is Mai. Come, Maiki!