"You heard me. A coyote." he huffed and pushed himself off the wall, taking a step into the cell "More freaks in this world than anyone thought. I'd like to see someone tell me the chupacabra ain't real, now."
He took a step closer to her and leaned in enough to tell her quietly "The prison people seem fine, but don't let anyone get their fangs in you." the unspoken part was, or he'd shoot them...in the eye. He wasn't going to have any of these inhuman things hurting the people near him. Accident or not. His roommate had just recently died in one of these accidents so he may be more wary than normal.