Thaddeus was a little different to Peter, Juliet and Violet, Dagny supposed. "It doesn't matter who gave it to you. It's your name now. You own it." She kissed the side of his mouth, knowing that seeing that photo must be bringing up so many questions for him.
"And the other name you were given, Nott, you know for sure that was given with so much love." Dagny grinned. "Trust me, I was just on the other end of your mother's interrogation to make sure I'm good enough for you." She shifted a little so that she could rest her head. "You can always ask her," Dagny said quietly. "Pansy, I mean. She's probably been waiting for questions since the day she brought you home."