Jason sighed and nodded. "Yeah I do," he said softly. "It's about half an hour from here to my house. At least by foot." He decided it was better to be nice than to turn her away since she was being nice and since he, pretty much, just saved her. He glanced around to make sure they weren't being followed by one of the wolves as he continued walking toward his home.<br/><br/>"Would you rather walk or run," he asked, without stopping. "If we run, I'll have to shift and trust you to carry the meat and skin. Can I trust you with that?" He looked over at her with a meaningful look, as if to say he didn't want her draining the meat or attacking him. Then he turned back forward again and waited for her answer.