He nodded, propping his head up to give Daemon another look. "As real as it can be. It could be that I am Aaron Hamilton here. Like I said, it doesn't really matter." It would matter to a lot of people, he thought, being called something different. But in the end, a name was just a name.

"Mostly. We're supposed to be insane," he started, smiling slightly, "and during the day everything's pretty normal. But during the night, things get dangerous." That was mostly like home.