Kyza was reluctant to give Brayden his name. If no one knew his name, then the Yakuza could not find him. However, he began to think that the entire Yakuza might have been wiped out due to the infection. Still, there was no reason to let his guard down. However, this girl...she was making him feel like telling her things he would not tell anyone else. He had no idea why, though; something inside him was yearning for her. Was this what that feeling was that he read in all those romantic mangas?<br/><br/>"I give no one my name," he said in Japanese. "My full name, anyway. Call me only by my surname: Yoshiko. My first name is still my own, though; I will not  reveal that to you. I have my reasons for this. I'll ask you to understand."<br/><br/>He then turned his attention to the matter at hand; she was insistant upon going to sew clothes. She did have a point about them being nice, but even then, he could go without them. Decency was not quite needed at this point; Tara and Robin proved that with their antics outside, before they all went in.<br/><br/>"Fine," he muttered in Japanese as he thought about it. "We go sew some damn clothes. Like I said, they are not necessary, but, hell, if you stop whining, you win."