It would be a bit of a waste for it to be anything else. A cipher...

[It's not as though he's as enamored of mysteries, but it does pique the imagination a little bit. Seemingly he wanders off into speculation about ciphers for a bit, though none of it actually makes it to the surface other than:]

So your name means something. [tapping his fingers slightly and scattering a crumb or two] She thought you'd want to solve it?

[If Heinwald is as Heinwald back home as he is here, that is.]