"You know, it turns out I know a few more witches than I thought I did," he tells her with a wry smile. "It almost seems like I'm really the only non-mystical person left in this town."

He knows that's not true, couldn't possibly be, but even if it was, he's not sure he'd mind it all too much. It's a valuable thing, he's realizing, not to have to go about life hiding who he really is.