Cory, in response to Mary's biting sarcasm, said nothing, only issuing her a cursory glance to make sure she was who he had thought she was. It had been difficult remembering the names of his new "friends", if that's even what these people were or would become. There was Kanoa, easy enough to remember, sounds like canoe and is quite unique. Plus, the gregarious girl was also the club's leader, so remembering her name was his priority. His gaze turned to look at Raven, squinting a little to make out the intricacies of her outfit as she flew too and fro on the swingset. It wasn't that difficult for Cory to remember her name either: [i]Ravens are black, and Raven wears black[/i]. 

After his momentary lapse in focus, Cory returned his attention to the group as Kanoa began to speak. Talk of shapeshifters caused cory to quirk a brow and subtly check the expressions of the rest of the group. It all seemed a little, extraordinary to Cory. Sure, he could create voids of space, but surely that could be explained by a scientist. Perhaps it had something to do with dark matter, or rifts in space time, whatever the case, Cory was convinced that his power was more mundane than the ability to shapeshift. Nevertheless, he retained his silence, hands tucked into his jacket pockets as he listened to the group natter away.