Suerte
"Lily..." she repeated out loud, savoring the way the letters synergized into something meaningful. "Thats a really pretty name for such a snappy red head of fire like you."
Suerte's gaze followed Lily's taking in the vast crowd filling the city streets. She still couldn't comprehend it, the city life. So many people living in one spot wouldn't have an identity, not when their life is as inconsequential as the last. Well, that wasn't true. When she considered Lily's words, she realized that everyone had a name, but that with this vast sea of people gained a sort of pseudo anonymity. As far as she was concerned, each one of these men and women were no one.
"My name is Suerte," she said with a smile before placing one finger on her chin. "And well, I don't think you have to worry about being so vulnerable. After all, i'd say the moment you started being a stranger is the moment you showed me something unique about yourself. Its weird, somehow you feel.... old."