"Good," Tayne said firmly. "You're just like any human, only you get to turn into an animal when you want to-- and humans don't get to own other humans, so they shouldn't get to own you." He stepped back a little, looking up at Krist and scratching his head unhappily. "Is there something I can do for you? Someone I can call? I'm sure there's-- like-- some kind of social services for people like you. You don't-- you shouldn't be living out in the woods. That ain't right, either, and I wasn't kidding when I said a werewolf pack could get you. Or a werelion pride or a werebear or whatever-the-fuck-else we've got out here." He doubted the packs would let and real wolves or bears in here, so at least he probably wouldn't have to worry about that.