"Huh. I don't think I know any Graysons..." The glitching memories still throw him off, still makes Ray struggle to trust what's real and what's not. Add into that the fact that glitching across the board seems inconsistent and, well. It's kind of tough to trust anything right now.

"Did your father teach you to be a jack of all trades?" Ray's distrust does little to sully his desire to connect with people, fortunately. And he can't really ignore the kind of skill Dick just displayed, can he?