<That's what I think, at least.>

He's honestly glad this place is pretty peaceful. Quite honestly the amount of stress they've been under for literal years has frayed him at the edges. He's not how he used to be, and while he's glad he's not... paranoia eats at you.

But he lets go of the morph, quickly returning to his hawk form. At least Alastor doesn't seem grossed out.

<You're taking all of this pretty well, considering. Demon or no.>