"Gruff..." was the response ash could muster. He couldn't talk in his Werewolf form. Not properly anyway. He could make noises like a dog or animal that either sounded like a valid response at times, or something that simply fit what he meant. This response was not intended to sound sarcastic, but it was all he could muster without breaking his concentration on changing back, yet the sight of Becca in that dress was doing that instead. He sighed heavily, trying to calm down from the recent panic and yet he found humor in the situation, the corner of his mouth curling in his closed eyed state, his muzzle opening slightly and he started panting, yet with a slight wheeze. His current version of a laugh. His broad, muscular shoulders began to shake and he snorted, trying to become serious and get back to the task at hand.<br/><br/>Trying to limit his distraction, he closed his eyes tight and concentrated, as changing back was not as easy as going feral. He began to shrink, first his muzzle shortened and ears shrank, his tail withered and vanished behind him. His hind quarters straightened out to become legs and hands shrank to become normal once more. A few moments later, the last traces of fur vanished from his skin and he opened his eyes once more to find Becca staring in wonder leaving him feeling more or less embarrassed.<br/><br/>"Well, shit." he said with a laugh, "That was close..." Ash found himself with a face full of jeans and quickly untangled himself to get dressed, "Your roommate seems nice. Shall you introduce me?"