"Wow." That kind of shook Craig's image of weres just a little bit, the idea that one could attack and turn a person. He had already known this, of course, but he'd only had good interactions with the supernaturals at school so far. He tended to take it for granted that sometimes they could be dangerous. "That must've been really scary."
"We're not going anywhere dangerous. And your brother shouldn't be worried. It's not like you re a little kid or anything." Craig had a difficult time relating to that kind of overprotectiveness.
There wasn't much of a terrace, just a small bit of open air surrounded by iron railing. There was also a small iron table and a couple of chairs, which Craig started to move to one side once he set the box down. "We can mark on the flooring", he said quasi-confidently. "It'll wash off." He pulled out a book and opened it to the page they needed. He handed Teddy some of the elements and he took others, starting to arrange everything like how it was on paper. Once everything was in order, he glanced up at the sky. "Wow. Look at that..."