She looked up where he was hiding, being about to sense his soul, even in the mass of people in the city. It was fairly easy, his soul itself was twisted, able to be evil but didn't necessarily see himself as 'evil'-lost may be a better word.
"I grew up with darkness, sir. I'm no stranger to it." She said it in a way that someone might say 'they grew up next to a beach' or 'some strange but harmless neighbor'-she saw nothing strange to her. Actually what she found strange was how the humans here took their safety for granted, while people like her mother put their health on the line for it.