The blarg nods. Sure she's got a name. Everyone has a name, don't they?

"This one's got a name-sound, and it calls her Grotte. Scarry-one can call her Grotte, too, 'else she'll have to head-knock." the blarg replies, prodding herself with her thumb in case he couldn't gather who she was talking about. Not everyone could understand her for some reason. She always thought she was very clear, but sometimes you have to make an effort for those who were a little slow.

Because obviously, that must be the problem, right?