They are interesting. ( Paimon agrees, dark eyes dropping down to once again stare at the items on Hakkai's table. The cards, the chips — the flurry of energy to this whole place. He's had an extremely good time here.... But he doesn't take the response as a rebuttal; if anything, it's a quiet delight. If they both enjoy cards, then there is simply more Connection! (Sarcasm is mostly lost on him. It's the only reason Peter is sometimes able to get away with sassing the demon. Occasionally.)

But he's very interested in hearing more about these demons of other worlds, head slowly tilting once again to the side in that uncanny bird-like way. Idly, a hand strokes the camel's neck, as the creature also continues to watch Hakkai. )

My kind also do not look like human beings. This form is simply.... the way I am best able to exist here.

( He won't reveal that he occupies a human vessel, he thinks. Not yet. That might give the man that reason to change his tune, to display that vitriol against demons. And he would prefer to keep talking amicably (is that what it is) so that he may continue to learn. )

What does their aura feel like?

( So he is sensitive to such things.... Interesting. Could he possibly be a magician? A witch? )