"So it's both," Flynn muses. "A hybrid kind of thing. When the moon isn't out you're more on the human side, with a little wolf to control and when the moon comes out... rawr." He brings his hands up again in a (bad) imitation of claws.

"That's okay. The first time I ran into vampires I was drawing all the short straws, believe me." Maybe he still would, if he ran into some these days, but he prefers not to think about that. Or run into other vampires. Or go out, why did he go out tonight again?

"Don't worry, you're probably gonna be as strong as they are some day. We just have to figure out how your powers work. I'll do some digging, I have a couple of ideas where to look now."