Separate names with a comma.
He kissed the tip of her nose, yawning tiredly.
"Mr. Pemberly?"
She frowned, crossing her arms. "Most people's hugs. Yours are okay."
"Koala mode."
"What did they call you in the Star?"
"Cross your arms. Here. Hug?"
He paused before wrapping his arms and legs around her.
"Damn. What should I use?"
"Zad, don't do that," she said, resting her hands on the sides of his arms.
"Alright."
"I thought it was a good nickname," he said apologetically.
"What? Wait, no..."
"And... do what?"
He frowned. "Not good?"
"You hugged me!"
"Of course, siren."
"I wouldn't lie, Ass."
"How starved for affection do you think I am?"
"I'm not familiar with that term."
"He's just an ass. Don't worry about it."
