The three of them are staring at the screen with Kassa’s picture – they’ve picked Fest as his birth planet and after a lot of arguing and searching, she and Clem have decided he is nine years old so all the splicer needs to generate the fake record that will follow Kassa the rest of his life is a name.

“In some cultures your parents give you a name,” Maarva tells him, “but you get to pick yours.”

The boy nods and carefully taps Cassian Jeron into the console – those dimly remembered names he thinks were his parents, his broken promise to Kerri, and the blowgun are the only things he has from Kenari.