Kissing worked. He tries it again.

This time she fully gives into it and pulls him closer, enthralled.

!!!

He pulls back eventually, because he doesn't want things to escalate too fast.

She's silent for a long time, just looking at him.

"But soft, what light through yonder window breaks..."

He closes his window.

"Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon," she quotes back, with a completely different meaning.

"Whatever it is, you can tell me."

Juliet sits on his bed, looks down at herself and immediately stands up again. Her clothes are dirty and her shirt sleeve is ripped and bloody.

She moves from the bed and away from him, nervous.

"Did Erica mention anything about... yesterday?" She looks out the window. "What day is it?"

"Still the same day, at least for another few minutes."

"Okay, okay. Um."

She starts pacing.

"I- I," she stutters, "I've never told this to anyone before. The people who know have always known and everyone else. There hasn't been anyone else," she starts rambling.

"Just start at the beginning."

"The beggining?" She looks at him. "Okay."

She looks down at her hands, examining them. "I was five years old when I first transformed. It was painful and messy and I nearly killed my dad. And from then on, every month on the full moon, it happens."

"Okay. You transform. Into what? The Incredible Hulk?"

"A wolf."

"Okay. Just on full moons? That seems pretty on-brand."

"The full moon forces the transformation, but I can change at any time. I don't have the best control of my emotions, which is a trigger..."

"Feelings are dangerous?"

"Yes and no? If I get too overwhelmed I can start to lose control. But then other things, emotions or sensation, can help me be calm. Pain helps..." she pauses, "and I think you help? I mean. I feel... calm and in control when I'm around you."

"At least that makes one of us?"

It's probably meant to be a joke, although his delivery is off.

"You make me feel safe. Like... myself. Everything is better when you're around."

Hug? Hug.

He'll hug her until she stops wanting to be hugged, really.

Hug. She tucks her head into his chest. Eventually she looks up at him.

"I can show you? I heal really quickly."

"...I believe you. I don't need you to hurt yourself just to prove it, I believe you."

She looks up at him suprised.

"Why?"