They certainly don't. [Again, Constantine's gaze flickers over Hiram, both appreciatively and with his own slight amusement. There's a touch of caution and interest there as well, if only because of that particular revelation in a place like this. As much as he'd like it to be otherwise, Constantine still has to instinctively consider if this could be a trap, and exactly how many innocents are around them if it is.]

So you're telling me that you're hundreds of years old and the son of Old Scratch? You're either bloody good at hiding it, mate, or lucky not to have been touched by that evil.