His initial reaction to crashing through the wall was understandable, being pissed at himself for failing and crashing through the door that he probably had to pay for, and now this; there were people who saw him fuck up right then. He sighed controlling his fury, he by all means didn't want to do anything stupid...  That's when he decided to talk to the lamia he happened to crash closest to, did he regret his decision to do so. He did indeed regret it, he was puzzled by her behavior, and much more puzzled when her shy demeanor shifted to that of a sort of scientist... A weird scientist with a notable sort of weird-ass fetish or something...At least, that was his impression of her. What's more she started to...touch him, more specifically his arms, it was really unusual for him considering he honestly didn't particularly like it when people got too physical with him. What's more she was kind of creeping him out, pushing her face into his arms fur, rubbing it against her? That honestly was just weirding him out rather than 'turning him on' as most guys who'd see this as a 'good thing' would say.<br/><br/>Her comments about him being beautiful were flattering of course but that didn't distract him from the fact that she was being just plain creepy, and it was THEN where he saw her bite into him, at once his body began to jerk around, his survival instinct was kicking in, his claws lengthened, as did his muscles, they became more defined as he began growing transforming slightly more, his anger grew not entirely due to her- actually no it WAS because of her! Who the hell in their right mind bites someone?! No wait, no this is bad, this is bad. A large elk antler had formed on his head and the other was nearly formed until his transformation halted. He growled slightly as he attempted to forcibly regress his transformation, starting to succeed. He groaned slightly as the antlers sank back to nothingness and his form started to revert to that of a human minus his arms and legs. He said through his teeth, as he put his free hand on her head ready to either push her away or simply tear her head off if his rage grew any higher. "...Let me go please, you're already making me angry and by all means I wouldn't want to tear that pretty little head off and eat it for lunch." he said plainly, it took every ounce of restraint he had to keep himself from attacking her.