"Have no care for my remark. ’Tis but a jocular reference and of no consequence." The ebon boy regarded Andy for a moment before speaking again. " ’Tis passing strange that you are known by but a letter and a number? Such things are no names, certainly not for free folk such as you and I; thus we must dismiss the number out of hand, good sir. C, you have said? As in the gleaming cyberman all studded with cylinders that you appear to be? Nay, trouble not to answer, for ’tis none of my business. However, it is, I must assume, my honor to make your acquaintance, Master Cylinder." The glittering cloak whirled with a flourish as the ebon boy bowed. "You are, I would venture to say, somewhat new to these digital domains. As you have learned, that ruffian Zagfoot likes no better prey."