Kou hadn't planned to offer his name, since he'd been assuming that Mr. Becket was just around for the day and wouldn't be interested in knowing it. But when he's asked, it's only polite to respond.

"Kou Ichijo," he says, taking Raleigh's hand with only a hint of hesitation and giving him a good shake, paired with a slight incline that's something like an impulse to bow being stopped in its tracks. "And I already know yours. When I passed the first test I bought my sister a set of pilot dolls to help explain."