Being an outcast since birth for no good reason didn't do much to make a girl feel loyal to her kind. Or even her species. Or her subgroup.

She clasped Peridot's lower arm for a quick shake - people were fond of that here, weren't they? "You're a peridot named Peridot," she echoed. "At least that's easy to remember. I'm Aloy."

And since no one here had pointed out yet that she was clearly a Nora, she didn't feel a particular desire to bring it up, either.