[There's a big difference between those who are intentionally cruel when they ask about him and those who do so out of curiosity or ignorance. Aoba clearly falls into the latter category, so Ivar's rather short temper doesn't rise to the surface.

He merely finishes chewing his meat and swallows as he watches the frantic apologies.]

It's alright. You are forgiven. The name wasn't meant to be one I'd want to keep, but I decided to claim it instead of the other way around.