Just as she expected, the Soldier picked the lock and they were out in the hall in less than a minute. Eclypsa frowned at the door. "I thought this door locks from the inside."
"It used to. Bane changed the locks when he decided for you to live." The man's tenor voice brought shivers down her spine. How long did Bane plan this? What if he decided that she wasn't worth living anymore? Shaking her head she decided to move on. The 2 crept down the almost deserted corridors, avoiding the patrolling soldiers on the way to the women's center. There, Eclypsa grabbed a bunch of clean scrub tops and bottoms and thrust them into the Soldier's arms. Then she started poking around until she found what she was looking for: a small, thick book wedged under a wobbly armchair to stabilize it. "Let's go!" She whispered.
The two crept back to the suite. "Come here," Eclypsa commanded. "You need to see this." The soldier went into the bedroom after a negligible hesitation. Eclypsa patted the bed and he slowly sat down next to her. She showed him her prize.
"Baby names from A to Z? Over 3000 names? This is what you risked Bane's anger for?" He asked incredulously. "Yeah," She said with maddening insouciance. "Bane, shmane. He doesn't control me, besides what he doesn't know can't hurt him." The man shook his head, Bane's volcanic temper was infamous. He often shot people who got on his nerves.
"Why are you helping me? What's so important about having a name?" He asked perplexed. Eclypsa smiled sadly. "Names have power. They give you an identity, they tell you about your family history. Some people are named after their parents' heroes or the virtues that they believe are the most valuable. Me for example, I was born during a lunar eclipse, hence my name: Eclypsa. My last name Delalune means of the moon so my parents thought it was auspicious since they are astronomers and literally named me eclipse of the moon. They really were romantics," she laughed fondly.
"Anyway, let me know when a name sounds familiar. Abel, Adam..."
Eclypsa rattled off name after name for hours. Then at three in the morning, "James. Jameson. Uhh," Eclypsa slurred. The man sat up bolt upright. "That's it!"
"Uh?"
"James! I know that name! That's my name!" The man- now James- exclaimed, his voice husky with excitement.
"Excellent." Eclypsa muttered and slumped forwards fast asleep.
"My name is James," he thought in wonder. "I have a name."