"One eye open... is that an idiom?" She likes it, if so. "If you mean is it safe here, then yes, this is as safe a place to sleep as can be expected in a place like this, where none of us are here by choice."

Merwen sits on the edge of her own bottom bunk, hands folded in her lap. The concept of a secret name is new to her, and it's kind of fascinatingly different from what she knows, but she's also aware that if it's a secret, maybe it's not to be spoken of openly at all. "I don't want to share offense, but am I allowed to ask why your name is secret?"