"No, of course, why would you—why would you bite me?"
His voice went a little tight on the word 'bite', and he cut himself off, clearing his throat. Way to go, Scott. That wouldn't look weird at all. He took a cautious step back—it was small, but definitely noticeable. He was getting bad vibes from this dude.
The wolf senses were like what he guessed spidey-senses would be like, sometimes, in that Scott didn't always get anything concrete, but they were insistent. And he knew better now than to ignore them. Not well enough to start running away, though—his mom had taught him manners. Or, well, she'd tried.
Previously unconsidered advantages of being a werewolf!
"No, of course, why would you—why would you bite me?"
His voice went a little tight on the word 'bite', and he cut himself off, clearing his throat. Way to go, Scott. That wouldn't look weird at all. He took a cautious step back—it was small, but definitely noticeable. He was getting bad vibes from this dude.
The wolf senses were like what he guessed spidey-senses would be like, sometimes, in that Scott didn't always get anything concrete, but they were insistent. And he knew better now than to ignore them. Not well enough to start running away, though—his mom had taught him manners. Or, well, she'd tried.
"Um, I didn't like, mess up your suit, right?"