There was the flicker of recognition, at least. Ringer's arms tightened in anticipation of a fight, a natural response to meeting pretty much anyone knew ever. She took note of his careful wording, that he 'was' human, though it spoke nothing as to what he might be now. Werewolves were easier, vampires meant she'd probably end up injured, and witches were an unknown. She remained still as he came closer.

"Yes," she replied easily, having no reason not to. Technically she would be classified as meta human now, thanks to her abilities, but Ringer hadn't wanted them and would still insist upon being human to anyone who asked. Attractive as he was, his charm didn't sway her much. "Is that a problem?"