"Alien." He repeated, blinking at her. "Half alien. Like your mum slept with an alien, and produced you?" Connor asked, still feeling very unsafe and frightened.
"That sounds absolutely insane. Do ye realize how mad you sound, right now?" He asked, eyes wide as he stared at her. "But fine. I'll believe you. Just... Don't be toasting things with yer hands anymore." Connor said, slowly setting the knife down on the counter.