Hideaway Strath he's not imaginary, he's a real boy!

The boy repeated his name, but before he did, another came who gave a much more pertinent answer.  The name was an odd collection of sounds, especially in comparison to their plain 'Redhawk', and Gannet wasn't sure what to make of it.  Especially because she spoke it so quickly and naturally.  Before he could really get it remembered, it was gone, and Tapat was speaking now.

Gannet didn't need to introduce himself, Lagan having done so, and for some reason his cousin was brimming with enthusiasm.  Not quite on the same level, and unsure if the older woman was going to send them packing with a few snaps for good measure, Gannet hung back at Lagan's shoulder, nodding but not adding anything vocally to the conversation.

Unless someone addresses him, feel free to skip!