[ A little snort. And a very slight relaxation, as that's the path Nash chooses to go down. There's very little danger in that question. ]

What, take on a prole name? Don't be absurd, my good man. Having that little Vor prefix opens quite a few doors. When you're Vorsomething, pretty people tumble into bed for you, and give you wine, and give you food, all without you doing a thing. [ A sigh, and he shifts back, adding: ] Besides which...When you're Vor - High Vor - everyone knows you. I could be Byerly Morozov and everyone would still know me immediately as that odd little Vorrutyer boy. You can change the name, but there's no escaping the identity.

Did you change your name? I suppose so, if you were on the run.