"Er, Bellan Vraal." For some reason, Bellan finds his shame-title more embarassing than ever. The giant hesitates a moment. But he says it anyway, in combination with his best flourish. Which is mostly a slight bow of his head and a risen arm that's shortly crossed over his chest.

Once finished, Bellan returns his gaze squarely to Pro's face. "The Sundered Hand. What do you think that was? Exactly?" Bellan's not certain how to proceed, but he's just trying to keep conversation flowing.