The demon can't exactly answer while in this form, so in a flicker of light and heat, he's shaped like a man again. Skin still steaming from the hot spring, he's crouched there to look at the cake of soap, wearing a funny grin on his face.

"--Of course I know what soap is. I've just never used it before, you know? I've never needed to."

He picks up the soap with such curiosity. Holding it and turning it in his hands, looking at it as if it's a complete novelty.