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michael corner is reluctantly growing up (mlcorner) wrote in pandorarpg,

Michael held her and rubbed her back while she cried, not wanting to say anything because he was beginning to run out of words that would even mean anything of consequence. When she looked at him and spoke, he wasn't really sure what to say. He could kind of understand what she meant, in a way, but she would not ever be capable of evil. He lifted his hand and cupped her cheek. "Lav, even if you were a werewolf, that doesn't make you part evil. Professor Lupin was one and he was nothing like Greyback. You have a choice in the matter, to still be a good person, even if some things are a bit different for you."

Michael bit his lip for a moment, wondering if he should say the next bit or not. He knew it might make her angry, but he was only trying to help. He pulled his hand away from her face and looked down at his feet, rubbing the back of his neck and said, "Look. If you've ever any questions about...well anything about wolves in general, you can ask me if you want. I dunno if it would help you at all, but if you wanted to know, you can ask, okay? It's not the same thing, but... I don't know. I thought I'd say—sorry..."