What we'll be called? [Yujin echoes: he hasn't yet grasped the question, so the confusion on his face is innocent. Until what Stephen's really asking comes into full view, of course.
He stops. Blinks, dumbfounded.] Ah. [Right. The question of family names. Everything else had been so much more pressing; he hadn't thought about names once.]
Well, one of us will have to take the other's name, correct?
[He imagines it'd work the same way as a man and woman marry. (Unfortunately, "Yujin Strange" doesn't quite roll off the tongue, nor can he say that giving up his name sits perfectly well with him. Old habits and mentalities of the land of his birth die hard, even centuries into the future.) Unless... can two men keep their own surnames when they wed?]
Or, er... we could keep our names, or invent a new one?
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He stops. Blinks, dumbfounded.] Ah. [Right. The question of family names. Everything else had been so much more pressing; he hadn't thought about names once.]
Well, one of us will have to take the other's name, correct?
[He imagines it'd work the same way as a man and woman marry. (Unfortunately, "Yujin Strange" doesn't quite roll off the tongue, nor can he say that giving up his name sits perfectly well with him. Old habits and mentalities of the land of his birth die hard, even centuries into the future.) Unless... can two men keep their own surnames when they wed?]
Or, er... we could keep our names, or invent a new one?