"It depends on whether or not someone was following me," he says bluntly. "If she knows no one followed her," he inclines his head toward Cindy, "then no."

But he's quiet for a moment. He usually speaks of what he is with pride, and he's went weeks without it. It's a little difficult to not just sputter off with all the ego of one of his kind everything about what he is and where he comes from.

"I am." He simplifies it to that. "They weren't aware of what I was. I surprised them."