Oh! Phoebe had mentioned her half-brother yesterday. At that time the siblings seemed to have been in ill favor with each other but today, that had changed dramatically. Maybe the talking suggestion worked. Makoto was unsure how to approach the situation, weather to lean over or crouch down. She didn't want to be demeaning to Nicholas. In the end she decided the most respectful response would be to crouch down so that her eyes were level with his. Makoto extended her hand in an offering;

[color=fff200][b]"Hey Nicholas, I'm Gale."[/b][/color] she reiterated. She still felt like the new name was better. Makoto was not a totslly different person but so much about her life was different now, it my be of more use to take on a new name now. She thought that her name change was similar to that of a catapillar becoming a butterfly, or a seed becoming a tree, or even a gusty wind becoming a hurricane. They all begin as one thing, the entity doesn't change much but rather transforms into something different and is thus called by a new name.