Maria shrugged, "Sometimes they let the ties off me at Mungo's," only half joking. More seriously she admitted, "My dad has me go to hospital for the full, worried I'll hurt myself or someone else, even with the stuff they pump me full of. Awful stuff those potions, don't you think? I'd love to see what it feels like without them sometime," her thought trailed off and then she looked back up at him, seeming to come to her senses.
"Don't you have to watched over or anything?" She'd been a werewolf for over ten years, since she was only a child, and she couldn't imagine having 'fun' with it, outside of using the fact to terrify classmates at least. Chasing your tail?