"Then what do you think will fix it, Simon?" Pierce asked with all of the curiosity in the world. Jesus fucking Christ, it was like talking to a brick wall. A really dramatic brick wall. That he wanted to smash with a wrecking ball so he could get some goddamn motherfucking sleep. "I'm willing to work with you but you can't keep resisting everything and everyone and then feel like shit about it all later on. This cycle has to stop."
For some reason, Pierce knew - he knew what was happening and that this kid was going to change into something not human so he shot up and grabbed Simon's arms, pulling him up too. He wasn't trying to be rough but he had to get outside. Right now.
"Simon, you can do this. You have to do this. Calm down," he said as he opened the door to the balcony, to go outside and get some air. Oh, and preferably so Simon wouldn't turn into a werewolf an smash the crystal chandelier. Was it a full moon? Hello? For fuck's sakes.