Xemnas raised an eyebrow at the question. Desiring a name on itself was a strange piece of information to ask, even if the name belonged to one that no longer held an essence. A name provided an identity, a sense of self. It was only natural to share it so others, too, were able to identify, so that one could exist.

But for those that teetered upon the edge of the in-between, such was only a mere fallacy. Perhaps that was the reason why the Superior rarely provided his own name, or perhaps it was because he did not always consider it relevant.

"So it is the name of a shell that you desire," he spoke, his lips twisting into what was an echo of a smile, perhaps because of a memory of amusement. "Very well, I am Xemnas."

[Sorry for being a bit slow here. DX]