[Oh, great, someone who could spot the lie. Feeling perfectly wretched, Tito fidgeted in his seat, absently messing with a stray string on the knee of his pants.
He really, really didn't want to get into this, but. Well. She'd been true to her word so far. And he didn't see any silver around. But he also couldn't quite bring himself to meet her eyes.]
I-I'm sorry, it's just... [He can do this. She already knows something is off. Surely she knows he isn't here to wreck the house or bite anyone.] ...I'm a werewolf.
[Action!]
He really, really didn't want to get into this, but. Well. She'd been true to her word so far. And he didn't see any silver around. But he also couldn't quite bring himself to meet her eyes.]
I-I'm sorry, it's just... [He can do this. She already knows something is off. Surely she knows he isn't here to wreck the house or bite anyone.] ...I'm a werewolf.