His eyes narrow and his hand drifts near his sword hilt again, though he doesn't grip it yet. He's already had confirmation that the Mystic Moon, home to Atlantis, is called Earth by its inhabitants. The bitch his enemy had brought from that world was definitely a demon from what he'd seen, but that's not the only way to access the power of Fate.

"Then are you a Sorcerer?" And then, because he realises she might not know what that equally obvious word means. "Do you use machinery to manipulate fate, or are these 'tricks' a part of your essence?"