Cosima, fortunately, is the kind of person to whom 'interesting' is a high compliment. And, let's be honest, people have been commenting on her name her whole life.

'It's Greek,' she says, and grins again. 'I got off lucky; my brother got saddled with Anaximander.'

As for New York feeling weird, Cosima shrugs. 'I dunno, not really. I mean, New York has ocean too, even if the Atlantic is totally different from the Pacific. I was living in Minnesota before I got nabbed, though, so. Lots of lakes, but no ocean. Honestly,' she admits, 'I mean, it's a total trip, but I think I've been too fascinated by the whole thing to've had time to have a freakout yet.'

Cecil, though, looks perhaps a little more lost than fascinated, and Cosima drifts a little closer. 'What about you? You getting used to it?'