He winced. "I'm sorry," he says simply. "I guess we're birds of a feather then. You know what they say." He lapses into silence for a minute, staring out to the water. He watches sunlight play off the surface. "So uh, is coming into your powers like being able to access a demon's powers? We always know we have them, we just can't use them," he explains, not sure how much she knows of demon lore.