It sighs. Never heard of it, not even in the distant "know but don't remember" way. "Probably not my bad men, then." Which makes it both easier and harder to think about her: easier, because it probably never knew her or knew of her, and so it's not its fault she had to go through that; harder, because now it doesn't have a baseline for what she went through. Poor kid. "They were pretty hung up on their name. Can I ask what they did? Or is that too hard to answer?"