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“Maybe I’ve already lived too long,” Ashildr said softly. “It’s cold…” She was having trouble keeping her eyes open.

He paused and felt conflicted. He wasn’t fond of reveling his true identity. He bore the name of a monster, or the name people associated with a monster. “My real name or just the one everyone calls me?” He asked.

“I apparently told you my real name. You’re probably one of about three living people who know it. I’ll take your real name in return,” She could tell he didn’t want to tell her, but that only peaked her curiosity. “I’ll call you the other if you prefer.”

Hesitation plagued him again, but he shook it off and looked at her with a slight smile. “Victor. My name is Victor Frankenstein,” he finally answered. “Now you’re one of the few who know my real name.”