"Humanoid but non-human..." he murmurs, somewhat intrigued by this rather succinct way of putting it. It almost applies to his own condition. He's human, or at least he was to begin with, before he became imbued with the force of the time vortex and cursed to live for the rest of eternity (or possibly end up as a giant head in a jar).

"By fae, you mean... fairies?" he asks, rather warily since he's had his own dealings with fairies and he's well aware they're not necessarily the pretty, benevolent creatures most humans believe them to be.