"I like your real name, too," she said loyally. "You seem more like a Reno, though. Maybe that's because that's what I knew you as, first. Why do they change your name, anyway? It's a Turks thing, you've said, I just don't ... get why they do that."

It was peaceful, out here. Faint stars or no. Deep breaths, and cool night air. They'd walk for a while, and then camp out. Sounded like a good time, didn't it?

Much nicer camping out when it wasn't raining.