Okay, that reaction’s adorable. It brings a warm smile to his tired features. Well, more tired than usual. He’s been with an incubus this night and he’s still reeling from it. But the night air is refreshing and even though he can’t enjoy how pretty the folded flowers would be in daylight, they do smell nice.

“I am a human,” he replies, smile still in place and emphasizing his answer with a nod. “May I ask what you are?” His tone makes it clear that ‘no’ is an acceptable answer. He doesn’t want to insult or offend.