"...Under glass? But it isn't... it's stained glass and lamps and jewelry and things like that, mostly."

He was quiet for a second as he had another bite of his ice cream, playing with the chocolate sauce with his spoon. "What about... ah...." Another pause, ideas still not quite coming. "Well, what about a name that plays off of the Human Citadel, or Nosgoth, or--"

He was about to say something else, but closed his mouth again, some thought stopping him dead right there. "On second thought, I ought not to. If anyone else from Nosgoth were to show up... I don't know that I'd want to advertize my presence, or where I'm from. Or what I am." He made a bit of a face at that.