He continued to dress in silence, not understanding why he felt the way he did. Even after two years of his mentors tutelage, he still found it difficult to reason against his more primal instincts. He knew what he was here for, and that he was expected to dine with these two women, but even keeping this in mind, he was seriously considering tearing these clothes off in shreds and curling up in bed, or finding somewhere else to lay... somewhere to mark as his one spot in this strange place that no one could have, and visciously defend it from anything and anyone.<br/><br/>He growled at himself, forcing these urges back for the umpteenth time.<em>Get hold of self... is person, not wolf</em><br/><br/>Finally when he emerged, he didn't seem so annoyed or defensive, and managed a small smile to his fellow student. "Is ready..." he muttered.