Rial rubs his shoulder, moving a couple of steps backward to lean against the wall, taking in not so much the look of the room as the look of his wife in it.

"Her middle name can be the name of some ancient so-and-so, that'll appease them. And Ianna's a good, strong name."

A good name for his daughter, he thinks, and even though it's been - how long now? - he still blinks in faint surprise at how well the words his daughter seem to fit.