"O-oh... oh!" Algidus suddenly perks up as the Asari's intents catch up to him. While he doesn't like being assumed to be a creature intent on little more than trouble-making or violence--it's too much a reminder of the damnable knowledge that's exactly what he was made to be--he is completely alright with keeping up pretenses. In fact, nowadays that's a huge chunk of what his existence consists of. He puffs up as if to boast along with her suggestion that he is powerful indeed, only to deflate into disgruntlement when she starts slinging nicknames again.

"No--no, no no no! Stop!" He finally outright stomps his foot, worked up more and more by the indignity of each new suggestion. "None of them are my name! My name is Algidus!"

The dark, seething creature squawks it out harshly, suddenly. At least being pressed over and over again didn't afford him much time to think on his existential crisis this time, and now he's finding an avenue to try the new name out for himself. It's... alright.