The movement caught his eye, but didn't register as anything more than some kind of mild nervous tic, something reflexive and not necessarily worth noting as anything more than that, but the explanation definitely made him curious, "What is it you do?"

Something that had been enough to make the cousins decide he needed a rescue was already Something™. Cal had met the family here, they were no less murderous than the ones he avoided back home, but they weren't especially murderous towards him and that was really what made the difference. He'd even played with some of the youngest a time or two when he visited, which was still strange to him.