Jade Fern Grove The loneliest people are the kindest

"And that's, kids, how I met your mother," Merlin remarked smiling, because he had managed to get the serious girl to laugh. It was a merry sound, which - he wondered - may not be utilized often enough. 
"Inkun? Nah, I will call you Coon instead. My memory is notoriously bad, therefore this will stick to my mind better, if I imagine you as a stealthy little racoon trying to steal people's asses," he replied. "Get back to, whatever you need and I will be on my way too," he bid his goodbyes. "See ya, Coon Assbite!"