"I'll think about it."

"Take your time."

"I'll think about it for longer than any of us probably want to sit here."

"Is there, like, some way of kidnapping you that would not have made you this sad or was that just a hopeless cause for us."

"I'm not declining to make snap judgements about what I want to be called because I'm sad."

"I know, sorry, I've just been wondering that all day."

"I don't think people generally go about kidnapping people if they aren't willing to make people sad."

"I can live with my choices. I just like tips, you know, so I can do better next time or whatever."

"I don't have meaningful critiques of your kidnapping skills."

Fazil elbows him. 

"Okay. Museum tomorrow. If something scares you in the night, shout; nothing should be able to get in and I don't want you to stay up worrying but if your intuition says something isn't right, wake us up, we won't be upset."

Nod.

"Okay."

"Take care, okay? We're really glad we found you."

"Sounds like it'd suck if you hadn't."

"Yeah. G'night."

Then they can sleep.

Them too, in the other room. 

Nothing attacks them in the night.

She wakes up very early and practices prestidigitation for a while and sees if she can get it to do anything that's enough of a light to read by (she can't), and then eventually reads by the sun, and then sees if she can get ray of frost to work (it does, at least, cool her room down a little), and then heads into the other room to see if anybody else is awake.

Fazil is praying and Mahdi is preparing spells.

She should prooobably not disturb them.

She'll just go hang out with Korva.

"Thought of a name yet?"

"I don't think so."

"It's not that important, is it? Parents name kids without having any idea what they're gonna be like, right?"

"I suppose not. Maybe if I can't think of anything you can pick something for me."

"Maybe."

She periodically checks on Mahdi and Fazil.

They're done shortly. 

"How're you doing?" Fazil asks her.