"It's not like Anders was even my name." Though for all intents and purposes, it is now. Those who care about him know him as Anders, those who hate him do as well. There's no changing that, just as there's no changing the fact that he doesn't remember the name given him by his mother.

"And to answer your question, both. I've avoided anyone who knows my face who may hate me. The ones who know my face who do not hate me have generally offered help in various ways. ...Which I can't say I expected." It's better than he deserves, and he wouldn't be surprised if she thinks similarly. He's human, after all, and one who has just laughed at her a few minutes ago.

"Meanwhile, Detlef's gained some friends. Who will no doubt drop that friendship when they know who I am, but until then, I've some safety."