[It's the look on her face that gets him. It was the same with Charley back in Vegas, that completely lost look of one's last hopes crashing and burning right in front of them. It's too familiar to him, and he hates seeing it on these kids.] As far as I know... no, it's not. [The confirmation is as gentle as he can make it. Then he sees the beginning of tears and he's hit with a little flare of panic. Instinctively, he puts his hands on her shoulders, trying to seem reassuring.] Hush, love, you didn't know. I'm not going to stop looking, alright? From what I've heard, even if it's stuck, after the hundred and one days are up, you can control the transformation. And there might be other ways to fix it, or... make it easier, at least. We're not done with this yet. [His tone and expression are far more hopeful than he actually feels. He wishes he could have some magic cure on hand, that he could just whip out some long-forgotten relic out of his collection and fix this... but he can't.