Hushed Willows no skin like the skin you woke up in

Ariel Singing-Sunlight, she tested each name on her tongue, having never heard any of them before. Lily smiled at him. It suits you, I think. I hope that it'll bring you that fresh perspective.

Lily had never thought about names in that way before. She supposed it made sense; the name was such a core part of identity, after all. And names you could change, unlike physical features or traits, so there was more freedom in that realm. She'd never considered it herself, but she could grasp, in some way, his point of view.

She paused a moment to ponder all this, then broke the silence once more. Have you told anyone else? she asked. Brillo, Olive, Seabreeze. . .? It seemed quite strange that she could be the first to know. It gave her a rush, a small little kernel of pride that he'd chosen her. Though perhaps it was more a "right place, right time" scenario. . .

Still. It was quite something, right?