"Alright," Linna begins, her body stiffened at first under Jessica's motherly hands, before slowly easing and relaxing as the soothing words rush over her. "May- may you're right," she licks her lips, "I'm sorry, lady. But.. I won't argue.. and yeah, you're probably right, I just have to experience life as a.. werewolf?.. first."<br/><br/>The black-haired girl slowly pushes back her chair and begins to get to her feet, the shirt now forgotten and lying on the table in front of her as Jessica caresses her hand. Now on her feet, the girl squirms a bit, her eyes and breath suddenly caught up in the woman's mesmerizing eyes as she lets out a rather vulnerable, shaky breath. Meekly pulling away her hands after a moment or two of not resisting, she looks a tad uncomfortable as she slips both hands demurely behind her back, idly licking the ring on the tip of her tongue for a moment before murmuring softly, "Wh-where do I sleep? Got a spare couch?"