[Fair enough, and prudent to boot. Kratos has noticed the house looking less-than-lived-in, despite the loveliness of the interior. It's been a while since he did his own chores, but most duties are straight-forward enough.]

Alright.

[Kratos rises, leaning on his stick and picking up the stool to set it by the wall, out of the way. It occurs to him:]

What should I call you? ... And what would I be expected to call you?

[For all the apparent similarity, they are two different questions. They might have the same answer -- but Kratos suspects they won't. Knowing the difference would be useful.]