Well, it's only fair that they make her laugh, they are ridiculous. And at least she's not scowling anymore! He puts them away quickly, but then looks up, aghast, at her question.

"Demon?" he sputters. She's just a child, he reminds himself, doesn't know him or what she's saying, and demons do seem to be a commonality in her world. Still, it's hard not to get ruffled. "I'm not a demon," he says, more calmly, only a little scolding. "I told you. I'm an angel."