The curtsey was well meaning, but wrong. Very American of the girl. But he acknowledged she'd attempted at least. He was happy to see some manners have ended up in the colonies. And he knew well women liked the manners, he'd found that out time and time again to his advantage. "I think your code is safe, I'll say nothing." he told her with a somewhat conspiratorial smile.
She was right about the witch, Maleficent had had her chance, more than one and she snubbed them. So death it was. What the girl had against demons though he didn't know. Yes they were the native threat and to be watched. But to mention them so specifically. He'd been looking into them a bit. Minions of the devil. And oh, Hal was not going to make the same mistake twice with the devil. He'd let his arrogance and selfishness cause him to have a foothold in one world. He would not make it two. "I don't believe anyone is waiting around. They're simply trying to work out how on earth to kill something like that."
Damn, round to talking about him. Always fun.
"A week or so, not long." Days had kind of melded given where he'd been before he'd arrived here. "I've found a place to stay and so far its served its purpose, and the people are kind. Very much so. How about you? Are you here long? And why on earth did you have to be quiet for a year?"