While he can't say as he's surprised, given his own experiences here, he still doesn't look entirely happy to have that part of things confirmed. He doesn't much like the idea of a lassie having to face the demons, no matter if they're normally a fighter or they're someone like Zafire, who he's thinking may be some sort of lady, given the fine materials that make up her outfit.

"Aye, I was afraid of that. They call them demons here. They're not exactly like the stories of demons back on Earth - er, where I come from - but there's some similarities. They come from this place called the Fade."

There's a fallen tree partially blocking the path ahead, too large for him to move, but there's just enough of a gap left that if he pushes the smaller, more flexible branches up and out of the way she should be able to get through without too much trouble. Without any hesitation, he moves to do just that, pushing them up as far as he can for her.

"Or that's what I've been told, anyway. But they seem to turn up wherever there's a rift, and they'll attack whatever's around. Including us."