It may not be a gargoyle. Different people change in different ways.

[She clears her throat.] My flatmates are actually a werebear and a manticore, respectively. [And they're also men she's not married to, not that she expects Howard to judge that. Aaaaaand they're their presumed dead war buddies. And one is her long lost boyfriend.

This is going to be complicated to explain.] You know them, actually.