[ Claude can't help but let out a loud snicker at that. ]

We've only just now met, and you're already renaming me? I'm wounded! [ He mimes clutching at his own heart, staggering back a foot. ] But I suppose, lucky for my feelings, I think names are like clothes. You can never have too many, provided you like the ones you've got.

[ He's getting the distinct feeling he's being made fun of, though. ]

If that's what pleases you, then that's what it shall be. [ ... ] Does it mean anything?