Viator looks around at them, and then sighs internally.
I have to do this, don't I? To gain their trust?
The feeling seemed to agree.
"I had a friend. He was a clone. One day, when we were exploring an unnamed planet together, he turned on me. I just barely managed to survive without giving away to the empire that I was still alive. But..." He breathed in, his breath shaking. "I had to kill him. To survive. He wanted to kill me, and I could tell his eyes wanted me to kill him. But it still hurt. We were friends. 6 months after the order, I found a new friend. I was still shocked from the Order, I became close with him. His name was Vivens. Then, I was too careless with my name. It slipped, and a bounty hunter came after us. No it's just me."
He reached through his left sleeve and pulled out his lifesaber. "I keep it with me for safety and comfort. Vivens was the last person the force let me feel safe around. You all are the next." He put it back in his sleeve. "So reasonably, I have been catious about using my name around other people. So please. Call me Vivens."