[ Wow. All this shade coming for his name. Which he feels deeply because it's not like he's got a better one on standby. He might have gone on his typical spiel about how people back home called him 'Technical Boy' but he's not attached to it so Jaskier can just call him 'Tech'....but somehow it stings to be verbally devastated by a bard. Ouch.

So he reacts with a scoff, arms folding on the defensive. ]

That's not how it works. I can't just go around naming myself. It's up to the people to name a god. I mean, come on. Isn't that your whole....

[ A flippant wave of his hand, gesturing toward...well, all of Jaskier. ]

...thing? You sing stories of epic adventures of heroes past or whatever.

[ Which isn't the point. Because it's not like he wants a song about himself (it would be kinda cool) and it's definitely not like he wants Jaskier to give him a name (...maybe after the third time they hang out or something). ]

Anyway. I don't need a name to be remembered because look around you. All of those modern amenities are mine, and you're really gonna thank me when you have your first shower. Hot water at just the turn of a knob, your life will never be the same. Let there be light, baby.

[ Tech snaps his fingers and one of the lightbulbs overhead comes on like a cute little parlor trick. Hands are held out toward Jaskier, a silent Tadah. Pretty cool, huh? And not just cool. Memorable! ]