"Some very strong opinions at that. Some of the children at the Dormitory would make some rather ferocious lawyers."

He scrapes his pile of potatoes into the pot.

"I wish I remembered if she sent me a list of names she was considering. Or her spouse's name." A soft huff. "Or if I left a letter for the child to read in the future, in case I didn't manage to meet it myself. I like to think I did."