[A demon! Then again, Eithan doesn't look like part of the Burning Legion. There's still a sort of momentary panic, a tightness to his shoulders, before he takes a breath and reminds himself that not all demons are the same. There are demons living on the Fleet who haven't given anyone problems. He had seen some in Exsilium, too.]

... If it is a part of you, then I suppose-- we are not too much different in that respect.

[Look, he's trying.]

I am an elf -- [as if the ears weren't obvious] -- and my kind are nourished by magic.