Got it!

Roo-kai, Baby Pierre and Not-Cousin-Ouvert walk down the country lane together.

They are trying to come up with a name for Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

How about Fauvert? says Baby Pierre.

Hmm, says Not-Cousin-Ouvert. How did you get that?

It popped out, says Baby Pierre.

I don't like it, says Not-Cousin-Ouvert. It sounds too much like a combination of Faux and Ouvert.

Baby Pierre wisely does not admit that was where it came from.

Where did your name come from? asks Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

My mother, Pierre, says Baby Pierre. She was not imaginative. Well, not in the naming department.

But in other ways? asks Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

Yes in other ways, says Baby Pierre. She became entangled with the Great Om. After that she ignored me. So I set off to make my fortune.

What about your name  Roo-kai? asks Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

It was given to me by Terence, says Roo-kai. I am his parrot.

But you are not a parrot, says Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

No, says Roo-kai. Good spotting.

Does Roo-kai mean parrot? asks Not-Cousin-Ouvert.

No, says Roo-kai. It doesn't mean anything. It's Terence's version of ryoukai, meaning Roger! or Got it!

Now you've learned something, says Baby Pierre.

What? says Not-Cousin-Ouvert. 

Don't ask Terence, says Baby Pierre. You must have your own name before he catches up with us.

Good thinking, says Roo-kai.

Choose, says Baby Pierre.

Not-Cousin-Ouvert looks about for inspiration.

Trees, a ditch, a country lane, his companions, the sky.

He feels he is no longer who he once was. 

He is at the beginning of a new adventure. Ouvert is a good name for that.

Ouvert! says Not-Cousin-Ouvert. I choose the name of your cousin.

This is not what Baby Pierre or Roo-kai had expected.

But he chose it.

They walk on.