He had me and I really didn't have a choice. Now was gonna come the time where I told him and he'd either a, laugh at me; b, think I'm nuts; or always the one that pisses me off the most c, go all self-righteous and tell me that since I'm a girl I have no business messin' with things like this.
"Name's Jo. I hunt these kinds of things." I told him this without using the term werewolf because it'd always had set him off before. "Mind putting your gun down now?"