Alex believed the demon had honestly been mistaken. Its demeanor was an air general aloofness, but there was something sly in its aura. The demon hand had nothing to say on the subject. Since Dr DeLancey's experiment on it, it had gone into some kind of sleep. Some how that had put a major damper on Alex's other magical abilities as well. For now though she was enjoying the reprieve, and she genuinely liked the Delancey family, even if she was leery around their demon.