[His tail reappeared and curved up to eye level. Perhaps it looked a little too much like a posturing cobra for the average person's comfort, but then the spade tip pointed towards her nose and waggled playfully, and his teasing grin further dispelled any threat that may have been inherent in the gesture.] As real as the rest of me. It's all part of the package.

[Then his smile wavered a little.] I really wasn't lying about the demon thing though. [There was a plea lurking in his pale golden eyes. Nothing like the sheer dread from before, but it was clear his fears weren't completely allayed yet.] Besides the, uh...super obvious and ultimately insignificant details, I really am just an average exchange student. I'm from Germany, not Hell, and I'd rather hunt for greasy American food than souls.