He could feel her body relax in his arms. At least she wasn't as panicky as the previous night, and, hopefully, he could leave before she had to witness his transformation again. He didn't want her to see that again. Slowly he undid her braid, allowing the long hair to sift through his fingers. It irritated him that she wouldn't cuddle him back, but it would take time, he supposed. After all, he HAD snapped at her earlier. He sighed, laying his head on the pillow once again, and murmured to himself, "Why do you not fear me? You did, but now..... How will this work?"