[ Carefully, he writes out ホウ in the dirt, after dissecting her first name. A part of him - a very large part, actually - hates what they're supposed to recite. He wishes they didn't have to. ]

I'm not fond of the phrasing in this, but... [ Souji looks back up at her, holding his hand out. ] Grasping thy true name, I bind thee here. With borrowed name, I dub thee my servant. The name answers, the vessel to sound. I call thee as my divine instrument. The name, Akemi Homura. The vessel, Hou. Come, Houki.