His world, you had to be close to death for the werewolf to take over the system. A small bite or scratch, even a large bite or scratch, would do nothing. He gives a small inclination of his head, smiling. It had been meant as a 'I don't mean you harm' kind of phrase.
Samuel has enough female werewolves in his world that women weren't prizes. Charles had Anna, his father even had Leah. He shook her hand easily, friendly before letting go. No ulterior motives except greeting here. "Nice to meet you, Kate." He gives a nod again. "And thanks." His eyes flicker to the building. He can smell at least two other wolves around. "Many of us around these parts?" Us being wolves without saying the actual word.