"You must promise to take that secret to your grave," he said, his voice lowering with mock seriousness, though he was utterly joking. He didn't love his full first name, but he didn't think it was the worst, either.
His head tilted into the touch. "It's not terrible," he agreed. "Not sure where it came from. I..." He paused, not sure how to express the thought before realizing that he could just come right out and say it. "I'm not sure where my name came from. I never asked." And he wasn't sure if he really wanted to now.