[She could laugh, if there was laughter left in her after that earlier hysteria. Gods, he really believes it, doesn't he? He really thinks that they will hear his name, whatever that name means to him, and bow to it.]

[She's glad, frankly, that he's on the top bunk and can't see the look on her face, because it would definitely piss him off more.]

I'll keep my own name, say thankya. I've not forgotten my father's face so much as to claim another.

Where is it ye think we are, Jamie?