He chuckled and playfully touched her knee. "I had some suspicions. But I couldn't very well call you out of hiding if I wasn't absolutely sure." Because that would be rude. And he would look quite silly if he were wrong. "Everyone changes their appearance in some fashion or another. Some more obvious than others."
Crowley wasn't denying it. Which only seemed to fuel his suspicions. So then, if she wasn't human, what was she? What was it she had said before? Asriel reached out to tug on the laces of her boot. "Six thousand years? Well you don't look a day over two thousand." Which he hoped was a compliment. But then he had to ask. "So which one are you? Fallen angel or demon at the whim of his Lord Satan?"