Childermass can't help but grimace at the very thought, of him being full Fae. That would be the worst, as far as he's concerned, so he's quick to answer in a straightforward way this time, "No. You were right. I am. And I wouldn't thank me, were I you, because I was only joking about the memory thing."

So much for letting Yuya think what he wants about that. That added 'thanks' automatically drives him to deny it, in spite of all other plans. But he's also quick to move on from that.

"I take it you've met a few of us before, then? If you're guessing it that easily?"