[ Right. That man, real or not, has left scars on his son. Everything that Tiger is, or was when they first met, was about shunting off that man's shadow, it makes sense that the name would be another part of that.

Greg nods, chin in Tiger's hair. ]

Sure. I don't like thinking about my old name, either. [ He watches the far wall of the shower stall, brow knitting together. ] My parents cut me off when I went into music. So I figured I may as well have my own name.

[ That much is clear, and all he ever bothered to reflect on. After his conversation with Garnet, though, he wonders... everything else about his family is a haze. ]

Hah... crazy, right? We did the same sort of thing, and ended up picking the same name.