[Cain couldn't stop a hand from slamming into the table, almost startling himself in the process. But no, that wasn't right to do. This was Shylock's bar, and his anger would prove the other man nothing but right.

He himself could probably deal with being thought of as something inhuman but to bring his parents into it? The other friends he had? He took a deep breath instead.]

Why did you call me here then, if you know who-what I am? Surely you've heard everything from Shylock already.

...and I don't know anything about these statues. I was asking you since you said you had expertise in curses.