At her mention of her missing husband Nick looked towards the wall. A lot of names, a lot of pictures. A lot of people who wouldn't be coming back. He cleared his throat and fixed his mouth into an easy smile. "May I suggest Nick and Nicki. Good, strong names." He wanted to brighten the mood as much as he could. Even he wasn't bold (or stupid) enough to broach the subject of Quicksilver and how Wicked ought to maybe accept that he wasn't likely to just suddenly turn up one day. She had enough on her mind already and if denial helped her then she might as well hang onto it awhile longer.