Lily shrugged as she dropped two sugar cubes into her cup and added cream until it was nearly white. "No, not really. Only that we want to avoid giving him some insane latin name. Something plain and nice and normal. Maybe a little old-fashioned, so he'll fit right in with James and I, silly as that sounds," she said, thoughtfully. "Girls names are easy, but I'm just so sure it's a boy. His middle name will be James, though. Potter tradition."
This was simpler, she guessed, to distract themselves with talk of things that yes, they were interested in, but no, they weren't thinking about. All Lily could do it wonder what had happened to the theatre, how many were dead, whether the Order had arrived in time to stop any death eaters from fleeing...