("Avice, 20 questions hasn't been invented yet!") He squinted. "Hm. How about this one? What were my parents' names?"
She turned onto her back, watching the ceiling. "Let's get some sleep. We'll talk more about Edolier tomorrow."
He chuckled slightly, but she would be able to feel his pulse quicken against her lips. "You mean the ones your mom tried to cut out?"