[And then there's this jerk. Maybe Reno hasn't been a jerk yet, but Dylas is more wary of him than the others. He doesn't know this man or why he decided to follow them, but now Reno is his responsibility. He goes out there, talks to the wrong monster, and he'll end up soulless or sucked dry (in the least sexy of ways).]

Of course it's the real me. And don't talk about gods. If they hear you, they might take an interest in you.

[He snorts. He can't say this isn't him anymore, not after what he's done and how much he's enjoyed certain activities in this body.]

Do I look fake to you?

[Or is he misunderstanding the question?]