Casting Dempsey a charming smile over his shoulder, all he could do was shrug. "Wasn't brave enough to find out." He'd been able to use the things he was good at; people and languages, to build a career he enjoyed, it wasn't like it had been a hardship. "Sometimes I get contract work for the bank, not a lot of humans speak Gobbledeegook." It wasn't an easy language and it was often hard to understand the Goblins as they tended to speak quickly and were often sneaky with their words. He was pretty good at it, though. It wasn't full time work, but it did pay well enough to supply him with some savings and extra spending money.

"It's worked out fine." Dean had always liked foreign places and people. It had proven to be profitable, without testing the theory that his parents (more likely his father) would have cut off financial help while he was still getting on his feet. The only reason he'd been able to afford the house was part of an inheritance. It would have been things like that he would have missed out on.

"My family is a little more... stoic, traditional." Dean wasn't exactly sure those were the right words, but close enough. He didn't often talk about them and there would unfortunately be no invitation for Don Juan to their house for a friendly dinner like tonight. "Except Mae, she'll tell you where to go and how to get there, in two languages, with no problems." His younger sister was admirable in maybe respects, but Dean had always envied her ability to make and stick to a decision, the rest be damned. "She got married recently, just up and did it, no approval, nothing." And her new husband was a nice guy, Dean had met him, after the surprise wore off. Mae seemed happy and that was all that mattered there.