In Nanook's mind, the beast was a personality trait inside of everyone. Some people had a vicious but noble beastly trait like himself. Others were simply cruel, but regardless there were simply some who had elected to let it out. There was little in this world that he was more grateful for then the opportunity to have turned her into one of his own. This really was something that made him very glad indeed.<br/><br/>There was of course plenty of time for her to rest afterward. "If you can think of somewhere, then just let me know. Remember, though, that you won't get hurt if you did fall." While he wasn't going to say anything compromising over the phone, considering that someone could potentially listen into a call, Nanook did want to remind her that at this point she had a remarkable ability to heal.<br/><br/>Since he had already been ready, he simply laid down on his futon while speaking to her. It was a comfortable time for him simply because he had been so used to being a werewolf his whole entire life. Well, that wasn't technically the case, but he had been since he was a teenager or so. Having been changed in the plains of Alaska many decades ago made things much easier on him today.<br/><br/>One thing made this all rather tough, though, and that was the fact that Los Angeles was about as smoggy and as artificial as one could get. This was sort of a testament to everything that was wrong with humanity.<br/><br/>When they spoke, this was something else that he was going to have to point out to her. Modern society was filled with drugs, crime and pollution. He was going to help her to see the error of these ways. Nanook would also soon teach her even more how to stamp out these problems.