Alas, I regret to inform you that I'm serious. [Even so, there's a fond tilt to his lips as he speaks.] Cass was always a bit odd. And at least as far as I can tell, her kid rather likes the name, so there's that.

[Although honestly he doesn't feel that a child of Cass' needs any extra encouragement when it comes to eventually turning into a full-fledged pyromaniac. But maybe that's just him.

He pauses slightly, looking on in amusement as the tiny fluffball attempts to polish her owner's entire face, before deciding to actually approach what's on his mind.]

You know, when you said things have been normal until now... did you perhaps mean our unusual celestial conditions as well? [Pretentious twat.]