"I am no demon," he mutters, voice equally as quiet - though he is careful as to not lean any closer to her in this space, as he is certain that the others will already talk, and word will get back to (and might already have reached) Akatan about them 'conversing' at the well. "I am merely an old friend of Kreyu's, who has found himself here upon my travels."

He pauses, to collect her second jar for her.

"And I have heard what he has said - at least, enough of it. It is lies, and nonsense." A glance. "But you should not worry of my safety, with him. I can hold my own."