His eyes flashed to the flask, then back to her face. Something wasn't quite right, about her. Something, he sensed something. He wasn't sure...exactly what it was.
"Are you all right?" he asked, putting a hand up tot he flask. "I'm not going to hurt you." Was she a were, too? He frowned. He had that feeling, deep in his subconscious. She was a shape shifter, too.