[Pan shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, pleased that even with a tone full of sarcasm that his approval was considered. As it should be.] Does it matter if I approve? It is your name. Why did you choose Atwood? [Something lingered at the corner of his thoughts and not just because he happened to like the name.

He raised his eyebrow again at the same time that he offered a knowing smirk and lifted his hands in air-quotes. There had been nothing 'just friends' about that look after all.] If the three of you are 'just friends', I'll be certain to pass along my notes from sexual education class. Though just friends with your own cousin...

[Ah yes, the husband. He seemed to recall something about the man, though there were no solid memories. Guy looked quite a bit like his pa, which was eerie and fascinating.] What makes you so special over the rest of the family?