She can't help but furrow her brows at his name, not in disgust, but because of how unusual it is. "Yaha-kui. Za. Shu. Ni. Na." It's Lucy's turn to repeat his name, slowly. "That's quite a mouthful."

If there's anything Lucy has learned from their interaction so far, it's that this guy likes to talk. A lot. Yet his long explanation to the 'what' of her question continues to pique her curiosity. She can't understand most of the things he says, but he has no reason to lie to her (unless he was trying to see how gullible she was).

"An anisotropic being," she parrots his words to herself again. "I'm afraid my origins don't have an explanation as long as yours, but that's because I'm the very first of my kind."