"I'm good really." Truth was all the reading I'd done on werewolves had mentioned their sense of smell being topnotch. I'd noticed it too, got to be perfectly tuned around the full moon. Really didn't want to smell her when I was sleeping. It'd just lead somewhere bad.
"Alright." Carried my glass of whiskey out to what used to be a porch, eying the cage. Definitely homemade. Whoever had done the welding and cutting did a decent enough job, but it had been abused. "Kinda small." Wrapped my fingers around the bars, tugging on a few with a grunt here and there. "It'll work though, some re-bar here and here." Pointed at the main spots that could break already planning my welds. This could be done in two days if I was in a hurry.
"Uncle huh? Here I was worried about some jealous ex showing up at night with an axe." Instead it'd be a protective uncle. Just great.
"Still want to stick around for the show?" Took a long swallow of the Jack, enjoying the burn. Would prefer it if she'd just lock me up in the day and head for the hills while I wolfed out. But that wasn't the deal.