"Did you now," says Veron, some mix between faintly amused and honestly touched.
"Hi!" says Vern. "I'm Vernaia! It's nice to meet you!"
Adarin coughs again, looking embarrassed. "I missed you a lot?"
"You've got time," says Adarin brightly. "I kept slipping on calling you 'Veron' anyway. So that was practice for now."
"You get official father status rather than unofficial secret father status!"
"What do you want to be called?" asks Lecasryn, landing next to the possum.
"... I've got no idea. I've never had to name myself before - um. Ideas?" asks the possum. "Peanut gallery, ideas for a name for a less confused possum?"
"Do you just want something relatively generic for a daemon? Lecasryn is just named what Path would've been if he'd been female and both names came out of a baby name book."
"I get input, right?" snorts Veron.
"Of course."
"Nimersa. Acair. Lyderys. Xahare. Thiolithai. Ninyfal," suggests Isabella off the top of her head.
Veron looks at the possum. "Well that was easy. Hi, Xahare."
"Hi!"
"Hello!" says Vern, brightly, hopping over to Xahare to nuzzle.
"That's absurdly cute," snorts Veron.
"Yeah," agrees Adarin, "but this is honestly a really nice plane."