"Always putting others before yourself." He can see the other's body betraying him anyway.

The new form fits Akira. Akechi won't tell him aloud of course, far be it for him to offer compliments.

He moves a little closer, finally testing his legs. It's not as bad as he had expected and he steps out of the small cabin into the fog with a grin.

"You're the werewolf. Smell anything interesting?"