As the elevator closed and hummed, Henry finally removed his hand from Wrath's head so that he could give Norman a friendly pat. Maybe he would train him more now that he wasn't AS skittish around batty things.

Then Wrath comes out with that and Henry absolutely could not contain a loud ugly snort. The way Wrath could turn a phrase. Holy shit. He loved this kid.

"Yeah, I think you're right. Well, they make whole books of names just for babies and Pokemon. We could grab you one while we're here."