"Hey, if I was an angel in a world filled with demons, I'd wanna be considered a myth too." Casually stated, taking an idle sip of his water while casting his stare around the room for a moment.

She certainly is interesting though, that he won't lie about. There wasn't any in betweens where he was from after all, it was either human, demon, or angel, without a mixture to be seen, through science, magic or otherwise. He always did like oddities.

"Well ma'am, can't say too much about the surface and the living, haven't seen it in eighty five years! But I can tell you all about Hell! This club, for instance-" One clawed hand gestured about them, "Wouldn't look too out of place in Hell! More red back there, but this seems like home to me! The Pentagram's quite a city, ma'am, quite a city, full to the brim with every nasty, sinful, unrepentant piece of work you could ever hope to never meet!

Me? I'm just a radio host, ma'am!" Well. Okay, obviously not just that, not with literally everything about him going on.

But that seemed to be the answer he was giving.