He doesn't want hide who or what kind of person he is. Harming her is far from his intent. He sees her innocence and curiosity. For now, the wizard is correct and a ruse of his nature.

"Yes, I was able to wield different of magic. It is fantastical. One day, I'll show you and it's wonderful."

Ah, his own heart doesn't beat anymore. He is one of the undead. He kept himself alive on the blood of others he fed in the past to fuel his magic and powers.

"The coffee shop near the main square. That's the busiest district in town with the malls and department stores." He offers his pale hand, somewhat clawed, and it will be cool to the touch.