Max listens carefully, filing all that information away to ponder over later, not just what Jules is saying, but how she says it.

"It doesn't sound very black and white," Monsters and devils, hybrids, there's no obvious good guy, although Max knows better than to think any world is as simple as that, but it's... interesting. Complicated, and she likes complicated things, on occasion. She wonders what happens to the humans with monsters in their bodies, if it kills them, or if they're alive to suffer through worse.

"They are," A simple agreement, as she holds out her hand for her lighter, "But I'm not in the habit of spilling secrets, and I suppose you can always just blackmail with my own."

The shapeshifting, of course, though she'd rather not actually get into blackmailing or anything like that. Jules seems nice.