[He could almost say with certainty that he's older than her. He hasn't met anyone yet who's older than him; yet he only shrugs in response. It isn't of consequence to him, nor is it something he would wish to flaunt anytime soon.

He does show a spark of interest at the mention of her being a monster, however.]

I've lived on Earth for a long time. I've probably heard of your kind in passing, or maybe more intimately. Who knows? [He's seen a lot in his day.] There's no name for my kind. What's the name for yours?