Julia chuckled, "Finding time to read the amount that you do surprises me sometimes. I sometimes feel as if there just isn't enough hours in a day." She shook hear head, hearing that the books were in a different language, "That's a pity, though, don't waste your time on translating them for me. I would love to read about the Hindoo gods and goddess, but I'm sure you have more important things to attend to."
She bit down on her lower lip as she listened to her uncle talk about the attacks. "It's so terrible and I grieve for the men who are lost. It's so very sad," she shook her head. Hearing that they had ruled out a werewolf, she breathed a sigh of relief. She had been worried that her family would be hunted, and now she could rest a bit more peacefully. "But, it does seem as some sort of animal or beast, does it now?" She was intrigued now, and wondered about the beast, if it was just scared and feeding at random, if it could be helped and be tamed, or if it truly was a monster. "Uncle Horace, if there is anything I can do to help, you know that I will."