Just a deer. Not a deer-man. [It may seem pedantic to correct her on the matter, since it seems that calling him a deer-man is a way to distinguish him from the deer humans are used to, but Louis feels strongly about this one. He's a red deer. Just because they think of something else when they hear that doesn't mean he's anything other than a red deer.]

Yes, I came from Thorne. [He sips at the whiskey casually, like it's no big deal to talk about being transported from another world. And it isn't, really. He has a strong feeling that this human is also from another world.] Where I come from, humans don't exist. You can imagine my surprise, coming here with that in mind.