Brainiac 5 paused, blinked down at his lunch, then turned a confused expression up at the boy sitting opposite him. While he could understand that it was difficult to think of topics to discuss, just announcing your name and profession seemed rather... random, not to mention dangerous here. It seemed more logical to him not to waste time with discussion at all in that case.

"I'm sure that holds significance for someone," he said automatically, then winced. That was precisely why Grell had sought him out to begin with, and while it was undeniable that the self-proclaimed 'death god' was psychotic, perhaps Brainiac 5 should at least try and reduce the chances of that happening again.

"I... apologise," he said carefully. "I'm not exactly in the best of conditions at the moment." He stopped and took a sip of water to alleviate his sore throat. "I am Brainiac 5."