"It may seem trivial, but I wish to tell you my real name. 'Tis something few people know; only those I trust or care for." His voice was soft, and he was only vaguely aware of the fact that the music had slowed and they were swaying and turning in time with it, their dance slow and private.

His gaze had softened when their eyes met, but he still felt awkward and nervous.

Quistis was a beautiful young girl and with them so close now he was becoming increasingly alert to his attraction to her. He didn't want it to compromise their friendship.

Taking a slow breath in, he averted his gaze for only a moment, finding her eyes an instant later. "My name is not Gabranth; that was my mother's maiden name. My real name is Noah fon Ronsenburg."