"Well, we tend to do that," he says. "Our true forms are - too complex for this plane. They would rend humans apart." He sets his glass down on the bar and fills it up on his own, glancing at her with a little smile. "It's usually better to blend in. Here, things are... different. So many of us running around, it's not much good to keep ourselves secret."

He studies her for a moment. "Are you sure you're all right?"