"What?" His face is all scrunched up in disbelief. This is his first time hearing this, for sure. "Wait, wait, wait." He grabs on to Roddy to keep him from going inside just yet, because this is kind of breaking fucking news.

Though it really shouldn't be. He knew Rorschach was a hunter. And he knows the opinion others tend to have of werewolves. Cursed, murderers, dangerous pests, so on and so forth. But, somehow, this is still surprising. He scoffs. "The fuck makes me more of a murderer than a hunter?" He'll have to tell Rorschach one damn thing-

-Or maybe not. Because he remembers he hasn't exactly told Rorschach that he was, in fact, the wolf he'd haunted way back when. "--Ugh. I don't think he knows about me."