Daylight has another reaction to a comment of his: An unhappy one. His winglets jerk up and then down, nearly disappearing from view as he's unable to hide the wince. His mouth twists with uncertainty for a few seconds but he manages to smile through the discomforting unease that's settled into his tanks.

"Yeah. Pretty lucky." How to word this...? "They sounded really... cool... from what my aunties and uncles told me while growing up. I hope I can make them proud. Got a lot to live up to."

Okay then- Feeling like that's enough information about himself now, he decides to change the conversation and aim it at his talking buddy. Tyrion gives him an angle he's more than happy to jump upon. "Joanna? Tywin? Those are nice names! I know where I'm from that Joanna means something among the lines of God's gracious one."

As for the name 'Tywin' however... "I guess that's another unique name from your world." "Is there a naming scheme where you're from? Tywin. Tyrion. Do all the guys from your family have a 'Ty-' starting name?"

It makes him think of Auntie Saralyn's own naming tradition. How all of the Cebil family members had '-lyn' at the end of their names.