"Oh..? I don't know, Rostislav has a ring to it."

Alric picks up his shirt, pulling it back on and buttoning up casually.

"I suppose mine's flattering enough--Alaric without all the Rome-sacking connotations that would be... unfortunate, perhaps, in my position. But I can't say it's anything much to do with my family, other than perhaps a grandiose vision for my future."