The cat-demon shrugged ever-so-slightly. "I have no idea. It's never been any different." At least, not for her... She had never known anything else, though, so she supposed it had never crossed her mind to ask anyone... But, then, who was to say anyone else would know or would have cared.
"Hmm," she murmured in response to his inquiry. "I suppose I should tell you that I can't guarantee your safety. A powerful sorcerer you may be, but many of the demons here have lost their minds. Their instinct is to kill, and so kill they will. They do not hunt me, because I smell uninteresting to them...but your scent will draw them out, and we will both be in danger."
There was a flash of a fang as she grinned at him. "You can fight, can't you?"