Blink. Something about 'actual name' seems to pull him up short for a moment, but it's quickly shaken off as he moves inside and curiously looks around the room.

"Hm-hm." Cain hums softly, his thumbs hooked into the pockets of his dark jeans. "Figured you could get started on some easy material. Then you'll know what the hell I'm talking about next time you wanna ask."