Calvin had really only intended to save the songbird, so when it began to quiver, his eyes grew wide. It wasn't as if Calvin was particularly unused to shifters -- there had been many in seminary, after all -- but there was still an element of surprise attached to them, and he drew back with a little start as the songbird shifted into --
"Miss Allaire?" Calvin gasped, fully dropping the by-now-absolutely-furious cat, who bristled and yowled before streaking off in the other direction. For a second, Calvin turned his head toward her, knowing that he should follow before Chouette got too much further away, but instead he let her go and extended a hand to the lady's maid to help her out of the dirt. "I had no idea you were a shifter," he said honestly, his voice twinged with the smallest hint of jealousy. "Are you quite all right?"