The worgen watched her in silence as she traced the lines in his palm. A chuckle rumbled from his chest.<br/><br/>"Yae could comprehend my nature in either form, were yae nae blinded by yaer dislike faer humans." He slowly removed his claw from her hands and shifted back to his human form, shaking his head.<br/><br/>"I dae sometimes miss th' wild, passionate sex. It was pleasure, an' who wants tae miss out on tha'? But, after a time, it was...hollow," he said, raking a hand through his hair. "The way tae get a woman tae love me as both is tae find a woman who<i>sees</i>both." He scoffed.<br/><br/>"Yae've been cooped up faer a spell, it seems, so yae migh' nae know about some things. Faer instance, all o' th' encounters I've 'ad, I've been like this," he waved at his current form, "when I was approached. My accent gives me away. A large percent o' Gilneans wonderin' about now 're worgen, so it's a fair bet if ya meet one in a tavern, yae migh' be able to scratch that bestiality kink." Turning his gaze to the sea with a sigh, he idly flipped to a new page in his book, but his hands remained still.<br/><br/>"Even when I was feral, there was nae wanton bloodlust. I was a beast, aye, but I was protectin' my home. Tae my knowledge, I never bit anyone, though th' area I roamed was kin'a remote." He shook his head slowly.<br/><br/>"I've always 'ad th' soul of a wolf. Jes' 'as a way o' bein' seen, now," he spoke, followed by a faint chuckle. "There is a part o' me tha' tears an' rends an' harms, but tha' part o' me 'as always been focused on my foes, threats tae me an' mine. Per'aps I'm a monster tae some, but I'm a beast wi' a<i>soul.</i>An' th' trick tae make a woman love both aspects would be tae find a woman who sees<i>both sides as me.</i>Nae jes' one over th' other. An' then see where it goes. Yae cannae really<i>make</i>someone love yae. Nae really." He returned to sketching, eyes flicking to her from time to time as he worked, waiting to hear her thoughts on his tirade.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>