Vanyel is sufficiently nonplussed by this question that he doesn't manage to answer, just keeps staring at the strange winged and tailed person sprawled on the chalk circle on his floor, a half-formed levinbolt crackling in his palm. 

"Look, from my perspective I appeared here very much invited, there's no need to be slinging around, uh, lightning magic, I'm not going to hurt you."

Jisa thinks her Uncle Van is being very rude. 

"Valdemaran!" she says brightly, wriggling past his legs while he's still frozen in confusion. "My name's Jisa! What's yours?" 

Vanyel is, at, this point, mostly frozen because, contra all of his screaming combat reflexes, it is PROBABLY a bad idea to turn this person into a smear of soot on the floor. Not to mention the collateral damage that would do to his room. He's having a hard time convincing his mind to calm down about it, though. 

"I'm Cam! It's nice to meet you, Jisa! You shouldn't draw on the floor, it's not safe, but this time you were really lucky, okay?"

"What do you mean, drawing on the floor isn't safe? Why's it any different from drawing on the walls or on paper? I mean, besides how Mama gets mad if I make messes where I'm not supposed to, but I think floor messes are probably easier to clean up than wall messes?" 

Vanyel is NOT ANY LESS CONFUSED, but he does manage to lower his hand, and make an effort to control his breathing. 

"Well, it's because it can summon demons, like me, and most demons are pretty nice people but sometimes there's a mean one."

Jisa gives him a thoughtful, suspicious look. 

"You're not a demon," she declares finally. "I saw a picture of a demon in a book and it was really ugly, and you're handsome, so you can't be a demon. Also demons are stupid and can't talk and none of them are nice." 

"Well, I think maybe I'm not the kind of demon you usually get around here. You could call me an apsel instead if you like."

"Did you just make up that word right now? It sounds made-up." 

Vanyel takes a deep breath, lets it out, and with considerable effort of will, plus the help of some of Melody's Mindhealing redirects that she put it when he left the Border, manages to relax his shoulders, and focus. 

"Where are you from and how did you get here?" he asks the stranger, very levelly, while at the same time playing his mage-sight over him - does he look like an Abyssal demon, or elemental, or human, or something else? 

"It's in another language," Cam tells Jisa, "I didn't make it up. Uh, we call it Hell, and you - or possibly she, I'm not sure - summoned me."

He doesn't look like any of those things.

"I don't understand how we could have. We," an apologetic glance at Jisa, "weren't doing real magic, we were just playing." 

Jisa is, fortunately, far too captivated by their shiny and exciting winged guest to take offense. 

She tugs at Van's sleeve. "Hey you're being rude, you should help him up and offer him tea. Cam do you like tea?" 

"I'm more of a coffee person."

"Ooh, what's 'coffee'? Is it delicious?" 

Vanyel tries to shush her with a gesture and a pat on on the shoulder. "One moment, pet." And to Cam, "I'm - sorry about all the confusion, but - I don't understand at all what just happened, and we're– well, it's complicated. I'll let you up but I...need to ask you some questions first under Truth Spell." 

He starts casting one, first-level version only for now. 

"Perhaps you could explain what a truth spell does exactly."

"Oh, right, sorry." Not even everyone in Valdemar has heard of Truth Spell yet. "The first level version will just mean I know if you're telling the truth or lying." 

"I haven't been lying and don't especially plan to," says Cam.

"I mean, I hope that's true! But I kind of have to check, right, sorry." Looking faintly sheepish, Vanyel finishes casting the Truth Spell. Waits to see if it will even work on this non-human, not-anything-he-recognizes person. 

"Oh, sorry, I thought you already did it. I have not been lying and don't especially expect to," Cam repeats.

The blue halo stays in place. 

Vanyel takes a deep breath. What are the most key questions here, that he should ask even if it's rude and awkward...

"Do you in any capacity work for the Karsite government or priesthood."