"They do," he admits, nodding. "And names are important. My given name, Ganymede, means roughly 'rejoicing in virility', which I would love to not have to explain all the time," he says with a gentle laugh at himself. "The names I choose for myself do tell a story as well--Benjamin meaning son of the right hand, or favored son; Prince meaning, well...prince. And I was. Youngest son of the king," Ganymede said quietly, drinking more bourbon. He does still miss his family, however much times, and the family dynamics, were different then.

"What I told you before is still true. I had two older brothers, and both are dead. And my hometown was destroyed in a war. Just the Trojan War." He reached out for Raylan's hand, fingertips gentle on the back of his hand. "I want you to call me Ben. What you have been calling me. I am Benjamin Prince as much as I am Ganymede son of Tros, as much as I was Bellamy Martel, or Sebastian Maddox. Or any other names I've had."