"It is and it isn't. I try to be proud of what I am but there are those who would call me a demon and want me dead for being what I am. I mean no one harm but one look at me and the assumption is that I come from the pits of hell," he sighed. Kurt followed her nod to watch the boys a moment and raised his right eyebrow.
"Great nephew? My goodness, and you are a mother, but you look so young!" Was that part of the abilities of a witch? To never age? Then he crinkled his brow and shook his head.
"Unless.. people, they come from different times too? Mein Gott, I wonder if anyone from my world is here? Perhaps I should ask around."