Hell if I know. Sounds like the name of a stuffed animal to me.

[His voice remains laced with disinterest, and that smile is met with a look of... well, rather casual judgment. Casual for Wolfram, anyway.]

I don't really care what "sounds like you" or doesn't. Believe it or not, I don't spend my spare moments pondering over what you're like.

[He tosses his head slightly to push the bangs from his eyes, then idly begins adjusting the frills of his sleeves.] ...only if your definition of "interesting" is synonymous with "dull."