[Tycoon flinches a little, not expecting the lil'guy's... Enthusiasm? When he's asked about his name]

... Well, it is your magic...

Maybe he'll be able to give us a name when the two of you get stronger. How about a nickname instead? [a pause, then he turns his attention to the angry boi in Prisma's arms] What do you think?

[Tycoon, why are you so nice...]