"Nikolaos." Names were a funny thing amongst his family and some groupings of his people. There was one's name to the government, one's name to friends/family, and then one's true name that only the child and mother knew. Orion's own name was one of four he had, but his favourite to go by when around outsiders.
"We'll find out I guess. Seems safe enough for now, and though there's not a lot of family, wherever we go I'm sure we could find some if needed." He paused, scratching his chin and looking over to his little cousin, who had scooted over to be closer to the spirit man. "So... you know of any other Phoenix here? Or is there at all?"