She winced, slightly, when he asked for her nickname. That was something she hadn’t had to take too seriously since arriving here; since she hadn’t been out on an actual mission, the need to use Mirage seriously hadn’t come up. “Mirage,” she replied. “I suspect I could have come up with some cleverer—but fortunately it doesn’t come up very often. Yet.” She supposed it mattered how her training went, going forward.
Raven smoothly retrieved her hand from his and smirked. “And what do they call you around here, Aidan?” She put her hands on her hips. “Something more creative, I hope? The Skurge of Vending Machines, possibly?”