"A real wolf? Fuck, that can't have been easy," he said. "I'm sorry I didn't say hello at the clinic. I've learned that the day after I tend to just sleep a lot and take Pat's potions when he wakes me up to give me them. We both sleep a lot the day after, thinking about it."
He bit his lip. "Atlas really liked her, huh? It'll take a long time for his body to forget her. I'm not interested in Pat like that and I can still smell ... Him. I know he's here somewhere," he said, not bothering to look around. "It's weird. You wouldn't think you could be so ruled by your senses and body."
"I'm good, deciding what to do for Christmas. I want to go home but it's going to be hellishly busy with my sister's baby. It's his first Christmas," he explained. At Ben's other question, he adopted a determinedly innocent look. "Might have done. We were both curious. It perhaps wasn't the best idea considering both of us don't do anything relating monogamous."