"Excellent! I'm glad to hear we've all come to an agreement. Woden, you say? Easy enough considering how befitting it is. As for you, satisfy my curiosity. What name will you choose Lady Basene?" Aion casually asked. The Major was openly giving himself away and he already knew of her name. Gaining each other's trust was the first important step when working as one. So he did the same.

"As for an alias myself..." Aion placed his hand over his glasses as he thought for a second before continuing. "Consider mine as the 'Crusader'." He proclaimed with a laugh. Such play on words. How fitting it was for a man who was the symbolic figure of one religion yet not have one himself; though the act was similar. This was a war to regain his own freedom, his place to live.