After hearing something about a cute-puppy-dog-looking-person, Harmony sped up her pace towards the werewolf. It seemed that a great many people found him... facinating, to say the least. Pushing through the crowd she walked up to him and whispered, "follow me, if you want to lie low." She then brushed past him in a rustle of her skirt and a gentle clanging of her golden bangles. All she could do was hope that he understood, and that no one noticed too much of his blood when she killed him.