Mal returned his shrug with an easy one; though she was feeling the pain and stiffness of travel as well, she wouldn't show it if there was any way she could manage not to.

"It's the name I've given for the most part," she said airily. "I see no reason not to, especially not out here. Not that I'm particularly attached to either version of reality; I simply choose to ally myself with the one that I remember."

Glancing up at him curiously, she let a smirk cross her lips and raised her eyebrows. "Now it's your turn, I believe. You have to give me some kind of name, even an invented one, or I'll be forced to think you're rude."