[ His interest had stayed light up to this point, but he can't help the more sly smile and twinkle of amusement that comes to his eyes as Matt moves into his guesses. Each consideration doesn't change his expression, since he doesn't want to give it away too soon. It's exactly the sort of response that would be stereotypically expected from such beings, but especially the fae. ]

Ah, both excellent guesses. Between the two, the former is likely closer, but chaos, as you point out, does not suit me quite as well. Some of my kind, certainly, but not myself.

[ As he gives the answer, it's subtle and easily missed, but the way he regards Matt does shift slightly. It's not so casual, but he's observing as he gives the answer. There's always a part of revealing his nature that he's curious about, because the reactions are always diverse. Here in Horos, he found that to be especially true. ]

I am a demon.

[ Like saying he can see souls, that's given a pause of weight too, though this one is shorter, actually. ]

I meant nothing unkind or untoward by the guessing game, to be clear. Call it a bit of caution to start. I imagine I needn't explain that revealing my nature so casually comes with quite a few risks.