Well, at least that narrows it a little bit, even if that's still a pretty wide net. She hopes he's right in that she can tell. Considering he doesn't know she's a witch and he still thinks so probably means that she'd be able to.

She shakes her head a little at the question, pulling up her knees a little and wrapping her arms around them. "I sort of... live on the Hellmouth," she answers. "Demons and vampires are pretty standard fare. The occasional hell-god." She nods, pressing her lips together in a smile, as if this is perfectly normal. Well, it is for her, but it wasn't quite public knowledge even in Sunnydale.