Liam looked at her and shook his head. "No.. You haven't belonged to the world physically in a long time. I won't lie, it hurts that you don't even know me or understand any of this, but it is what is reality." He answered her with such sadness. He just shook his fur and sighed a little, looking around the tent. He was waiting for a moment where she pulled away from him to shift back into his man form. He was becoming rather restless staying like a wolf for so long.<br/><br/>He purred softly and his fur shivered from her touch again. "It is good that you see her. It means that she isn't truly dead, just alive in an essence sort of way since her blood runs through your veins." He said and moved behind a curtain the moment she left his side. He shifted back and grabbed his pants, slipping them on quickly. He fastened them and ran his hand threw his hair once before walking over to her. He looked over her as his body glistened slightly from the sweat caused by shifting back. He blinked a little. "You like that material. We have some elves around here that may be the same size as you, and I will have the fairies make you your own wardrobe of clothing made out of that material. They can place enchantments on the clothing to make it a rather strong armor against just about anything, although nothing is indestructable completely." He informed her.