That statement is less appeasing than it perhaps ought to be, but the stranger continues to be off-putting even if he's not strictly speaking of religion. Again, there is curiosity, but there's more suspicion, so Devin doesn't ask.

"Superstitions do not apply to me," Devin answers curtly, observing the man's odd movements but otherwise continuing to stalk around with the goal of getting anywhere but here. He most certainly wasn't going into any details about potential weaknesses with this man, nor his relative uniqueness among the rest of his race. He was the only daywalker he knew of, the only one unburned by silver and symbols of faith - he wore both on his person, albeit very hidden. Wooden stakes hurt, but so did getting stabbed by an equal sized piece of metal, mostly because he was being stabbed and not because the material had any special properties.

But none of that is information Devin will be sharing.