[ The wheels in his head are turning as she says that, and he tilts his head a little, appraises her a little more closely, even if he doesn't quite realize how his gaze intensifies. ]

It smells the same. [ Ugh. That sounds weird to say, but it's true. ] I guess, yeah. I am, a little bit. There's at least one other demon around, and even if he's pretty weak, it could still be possible for him to maybe consume it? Wouldn't that hurt you?