Of coarse when Terry pronounced the name he slaughtered it. It was one he'd heard a hundred times by now, and one that just didn't click. It looked like 'rasp' so that's how he pronounced it. And would until someone called him on it probably.
But when she started explaining David Cain..he didn't say anything. He didn't move. He just watched her with a calm and calculated look. The wheels were turning in his head, but what did he say to that? How was he supposed to respond. She was raised by the league of assassins. He was practically raised by gangsters, did he really have room to judge?
"That's your dad?" His brows furrowed, he didn't know what to think. The furthest thing from his mind was judgment but he didn't really understand how a kid could be raised by the league. The League had less personality than a cardboard box. No wonder she rarely spoke. "I..." he started, but stopped. Seriously out of words. Probably for the first time in his life he didn't know what to say.