Terry was usually pretty level headed. Rarely let stuff like this get to him, but at the same time. Bruce was right, he was only seventeen. If there was anything Bruce had a one up on him, it was his immunity to taunting. He sorta wished he had that kind of experience.
When Kal landed, his eyes narrowed behind the mask. The door slid open and Terry stepped out with a barely there ghost of a smirk. "Watch the paint job." He quipped and raised a brow. "Hmmm. I'm impressed you actually showed up."