"I know," said Heiji, looking rather reproachfully at Malia. "Besides, he ain't responsible for every rogue werewolf out there, is he?"

Not that he had any idea. But he couldn't just blow Tal's cover if indeed Tal operated under a cover of some kind.

Now that he'd regained his balance, Heiji sat himself on the edge of the tub, manipulated the tweezers around another piece of glass, and yanked it out. Apparently, he shouldn't have worried so much about harming Tal.