Justin could feel her mistrust. Hell if some strange dude walked up to him like he had her he would probably feel the same way. Then again things like strange people walking up to him out of nowhere happened quite often. Like that shaman his grandmother spoke of coming to visit late one night and vanished before the moon had faded. That was quite a few years ago. He looked at her. She seemed scared. In fact he could feel the fear. He had inherited the charmed ones powers and boy was it a headache to have a bit of everything going on. Luckily the emotions sensing was only when it was very strong not any other time. That is how he knew she was afraid. He felt her fear like it was his own. Since he knew it as such it was easier to handle.<br/><br/>"I don't know. The person in the vision had a pendulum of a wolf floating over their head and was chased by shadows of wolves." He said simply. "My name is Justin Hallowell." He said in a soft voice. "Alfred? So you are the one." He said softly. "Alfred is a friend of my grandmother's." He explained. "I'll help you but let's go to a place with less prying ears. We'll go to my grandmother and great aunt's house." He looked at her. "Relax...I'll protect you." He said. Holding out his hand. "Lets go before the night draws itself closer. The things that go bump in the night will be out soon."<br/><br/>He looked at her and lowered his hoodie. Letting her see him. "I can explain how I can help you in a place where the walls don't have ears. My home is charmed with protections..." He explained. Putting his hoodie back up. "Besides...if we leave now we can probably beat the rain." He waited to see if she took his hand. If she did he would start to lead the way out of the diner. Leading them outside. His hand was warm but probably not as warm as the werewolf woman's. He probably made no sense but he was able to help her...she would have to trust him. "I understand you probably don't trust me but I had a vision you needed my help so here I am. The question is...are you coming?"