"No film? Good, good. I suppose it could happen yet, but at least you've dodged that bullet thus far." He gives her his most charming smile, which is frequently a sign that he's trying to hide a genuine emotion beneath. He closes the door behind them and leans against the wall of the corridor. "Different worlds, I suppose. I'm not the most typical of my brethren. I ran away from home a couple years back."

He holds out his arms as if to let her get a better look. "This isn't my true form, either, but I assume you were expecting something brighter, with giant wings and possibly a flaming sword?"