"I just use my given name. No one uses it," he admitted, amused. "And no, I don't, he added quickly in case Harry had a memory moment, or a common sense moment, there. "Never thought of one." He supposed eventually he should.

"You got it. May change it in a couple of days. Pick up a burner than might give Merlin a few days of hacking or whatever he does to track down," he said, knowing he could never fully keep secerts from him, but might as well try.

He chuckled then. "If you meant twenty six, you're wrong. I'm exactly three days over, so there," he said, sounding so very childish. Not that he'd done much for his birthday with worrying about Harry. "And ain't nothing wrong with those fifty three years."