Luna giggled at the girl's forthrightness; even without the bright red curls, there was another family resemblance between her and Ronald. Time would tell if Nimue and Gawain ended up with a similar one through her, she supposed. "No, she's not stinky now, but she is sometimes. All babies are. Her name is Nimue, and her brother is Gawain. His daddy is holding him, up there," she said, gesturing back toward Neville and the pink-wrapped boy above them.