[Riku narrows his eyes at the paper. He shakes his head, sitting down.] ...I can't read it. [He reaches into his own pocket and pulls out a crumpled piece of paper he'd forgotten to throw away. From an inner vest pocket he pulls a ballpoint pen.] My name looks like this. [He writes out R-I-K-U very neatly. The letters look very simple by comparison.] I'm Riku. ...Is there something else I can call you until I can figure that out?