"For me?" For a moment, she's actually at a loss as to what he might mean. For a girl? For a devil? For someone who can't fend for herself? But she puts it together quickly enough, looking over his height and build. He's old - at least, older than her. She might as well be a kid to him. And he's, well, he's ripped. She's not actually sure if she could arm-wrestle him, even like this.

Not that she really wants to. Even though he should be intimidating, he just seems... kind, so far. Like a person who legitimately wants the best, and doesn't just say that they do. So she laughs, and she shakes her head as he releases her hand.

"It's... it's definitely not the best place I've been." That goes without saying, she almost feels. "But it's also not the worst either? I mean, so far nobody's tried to hurt me, or even made fun of me. So honestly, it's kind of a step up from summer camp."

Not that she'd mind going back to summer camp now - now that it was full of devils like her and the others. But, well. She doesn't need to mention that right now.

"But... what about you?" The question's posed innocently enough. "You're human, right? You probably have more to worry about than me, so..."