The silence was just as unbearable for Tzirret as well, but it was because he thought it was an awkward one brought about by Uthri's words. He was drawing a blank on what to say next. Fortunately, Ma'tanza did eventually speak, though her question did not appear to give Tzirret any comfort.

Uthri chuckled quietly through her nose upon overhearing Ma'tanza's question.

While Tzirret may not have enjoyed the nickname, he looked to Ma'tanza could not find any reason to avoid the question. She knew him well enough by now that it would probably make sense. He spoke somewhat gingerly still, "It is something that Gallus came up with one day when this one was younger. Tzirret was putting himself down a lot and Gallus said this one had a cloud over his head all the time, so it caught on." Tzirret felt a pain in his fingers and he looked down to realise that he was holding onto his other hand quite tightly, he consciously loosened his grip and took a deep breath. "It is also because Tzirret's fur is grey. The others think the name is funny."

Tzirret realised there was a topic in that and was able to pose his own question. His ears went up again, "Did Ma'tanza ever get any nicknames?"