Brand grunts in acknowledgement. People have reasons to change their names or keep their old ones close to the chest. But given that this is apparently important, he adds, "fuck, only two people call me 'Brandon' these days anyway, and one only does it to annoy me."

Not necessarily the most accurate assessment of the Tower, but fuck him.

Brand glances around at their surroundings as the twins who were South and her brother drag them outside. He shrugs again in response to her answer.

"I probably wouldn't know it anyway; I've only got a vague grasp of human holidays."