"Fair enough," he said, even though he didn't think it was entirely fair. He couldn't change the fact that he was himself and she was herself - mortals said it all the time but if what he was like was as much a part of his self-construction as it was what they believed he was like, then there was really nothing he could do about it.
"This shit is good," he said, changing the topic. Sex, tequila - same difference, right?