Silently in the background amidst the mixture of clamor and silence, he is an observer of a melancholic manner. Never speaking, just looking, absorbing, then passing on to the next moment. He's rarely noticed through his silent and timid demeanor. He never thought of having a name since his mind is always filled with overwhelming thoughts, bursting at the seams to accommodate more and more of them. But if he had a name, he would like it to be Gurvinik. Yes, he quite fancied that name, but he didn't know why.