"No-maj television show. There's dragons and naked ladies," she says with a wiggle of her brows. "Should have you come visit me and watch it some day." Though, maybe that was a terrible idea. Her mother wouldn't be the friendliest to someone Sofia brought home, Wilde tended to be the only exception.

She taps her chin, taking this nickname business rather seriously. "You can be the moon. It would be even more less likely for anyone to think the sun had anything to with me." she pauses a moment. "You going home for Christmas?"