[if his eyes darken just a bit and he goes oddly still, holding himself a bit too rigidly, well, you'll have to forgive him. no one likes being called a devil. his voice comes out with an edge of coldness that it lacked before.]

I'm not human, no. But I'm not a devil, and I'm not going to hurt you. I'm just trying to help you and your horse. Do you want my help or not?