It has not yet ceased to impress Devin how easily having the Fool near him sweeps away other concerns. He can sit through a ceremony for that; he could sit through a lot of them, in fact, and even be respectful about it. Mostly.

"They've probably been given more than one name over time," Devin points out, just as wry as he slips his arms around his lover. "Maybe they've even named themselves in a way that can't be shared verbally," he adds, teasing.

Given that he is willingly going to walk into a temple and let someone expatiate for who knows how long about the turtle he once lived on, and also because he can, Devin kisses the Fool's forehead. "Besides, by that logic I'm a poor partner for not knowing your name," he remarks, quirking a smile. Devin's tone is intentionally light and still a little teasing; he's not trying to guilt the Fool into telling him, just point out that relationships can develop just fine without knowing each other's names. And if there's a request in there, well... it's a patient one, rather than demanding.