"AAAAAH!?", the man asked surprised. He was a bit flabbergasted that cricket Clark expressed this kind of humor. Then he snorted to suppress a laugh. What if he was still hallucinating and other people were watching him, talking to himself and... eating leaves! The leaves were actually filling his stomach though and he wondered if the leaves were tempered with.

"These are plain old regular leaves", Clark spoke calmly yet a bit annoyed, "What if you choose to trust me from now on? I gave you water a couple of times, food and a suggestion for your name", he then winked to the man. The man sighed a bit and gave a nod to the creature. Then Clark took a few leaves for himself, put some in his mouth and started chewing on them. The height of the sun betrayed that it was lunchtime. 

The large cricket seemed delighted to have his food and be around kind, yet weird company at this time of day. The man also shoved some leaved in his mouth and chewed on them as if they were a high cuisine lunch meal. He questioned himself wether he would remember his authentic name soon. The man swallowed the small leafy pieces and took a sip from his cup. He couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

"Well, a name like Terry doesn't sound too bad", the man then answered to cricket Clark's question. Then he mumbled in himself, making up names and combinations of them. "Alex, David, Sean, Mike, Sloan, Richard, Conrad, Lars..... I don't get a feeling with any of them. Maybe AAAAAH! fits best with me", the man laughed and looked at Clark for any reaction.