"If I may speak quite candidly," and she will, no doubt, "I would sooner eat glass than 'watch' my sugar intake." Humans and sugar, part of a balanced diet.

A shapeshifter, that was new and undoubtedly terrifying, so she has another drink before passing the bottle back to Max. "I am a thing that probably doesn't exist in your world," she says with a bit of a shrug, sliding down the wall to sit. "If we did, you would know what I was."

Which begs the question of whether she should tell or not. Tony Stark had been more than tolerant, he'd been positively accepting, and that was beyond strange. Perhaps she should stop fucking about and say it. "Hybrid. It's what happens when monsters and humans breed."

Breeding is a euphemism.