Amycus looked over at Rab and forced himself to smile at the nudge.
"What makes people think that's a good nickname for me? Do I look like a girl?" he asked, injecting a note of humor in his voice that he didn't really feel. He'd been fighting people people shortening his name that way since they were first years.
"I'll try not to bring her up. But I don't think she cares for him as much as he does her," he said, conscious of the way Rab's head was leaning back over his arm. Or at all really he added silently to himself.