By the time the Goblin bastard finally had the brains to think that it was about time to go, Jack was already a full blown Worgen. He was still fighting to keep what remained of his humanity as he watched the Goblins flee. What got him though, was Lydia. Upon hearing her speak in her frightened voice, his left eye widened a bit and his shivering stopped as he stood deathly still.<br/><br/>For a moment, it was enough to snap some sense into him as his body mass started to shrink. His figure was back to the way it was, his canines were back to only being slightly elongated, and back to having hair only on the top of his head and chin. He began panting and groaning as he forced himself back into his Elfen form as he sat back down on the stool. When he was back to 'normal' he looked over to his spilled drink and sighed.<br/><br/>"Tried that...Sadly, it only makes tha mutt only angrier. Oh wait...You were talkin' 'bout me...I rather like my rugged beard, thank you." He then tried to force a grin as he looked up at her, it was half-jokingly and half-apologetically,"It tends to draw in some of the pretty barmaids...Much better than my animal side, obviously."<br/><br/>He looked back down at the cup and picked it up,"I think yer little green friend spilled my drink...Think I can have a half-cup on the house?" He shook his head as he reached into coat and pulled out what appeared to be a tiny circular container. He popped open the lid and showed to be a milky white kind of creme. He handed it to Lydia and sighed,"It's a healing salve...I think it's fair I pay the half-refill with it...got a nasty cut from the bastard."<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>