"Alan...Peccator."
His voice was different, sounding more robotic. The artifact that allowed him to speak must have done this, without a doubt. Alan's mouth was still in tatters.
"Peccator? That's a word of Latin origin... Sinner?"
The man, clearly well-versed in the languages of Earth and quickly derived the meaning of the word Peccator.
"So you are from Earth...but why do you have such a name? The modern era doesn't even have Latin as a language anymore, it's basically extinct... Perhaps the dragons found it amusing?"
He still thought that Alan was a dragon from birth, and this led him to the conclusion:
"Aha! Probably your parents named you something like that, they took an ordinary name and then combined it with a word from Latin, it should have some meaning if such beings did it... Were they sinners? Criminals? Did they betray the dragons? Or is it something related to you? I did read that they did divination...so perhaps that is the reason for your name."
