Serph nods in acknowledgement of the offered name, offering his own in return.

"Serph."

And no additional pleasantries like nice to meet you; those weren't really part of social norms where he had lived. If V hadn't offered his name, Serph wouldn't have thought to ask, either.

Serph considers the question for a moment. Previously, providing any sort of information was asking for any weaknesses to be exploited. But he is in a new land without his old comrades, so...

Welll, Gale isn't here to object.

"Mine is an Atma. A demon." The brand upon his face pulses with blue light, once. "I've had it since before my arrival."

Maybe it's the reason he's unchanged?