It's what he had figured- they're too dangerous for most. He nods, staring down at his pancakes. No wonder she was so worried.

His shoulders hunch as she calls him out on his uncomfortableness. He notices it, at least, and forces them to relax before he answers her. "Not demons, no. More like gods and frog monsters...and ghosts...I'm just a normal human, so I've been lucky to get as far as I have. You're not human yourself, are you...?"

It's a guess, but a pretty reasonable one, he thinks.