Quinn did his best to stop laughing, managing to lessen it to a small sound of amusement in the end. He did catch the slight edge to her tone and once more reminded himself that this was a demon he was dealing with. Oh if his mother and grandparents could see him now. Talking to a demon.
"Yes, your choice of nickname," he answered with a small shrug of one shoulder, amusement still evident upon his face. Merlin. The irony was just too amusing to the young man.