Kyle tenses at the reveal, suddenly wondering what makes werewolves any better than vampires. When he speaks again, his voice a little of that lighthearted quality he prides himself on. "How many people do they kill after that?"

His smile has disappeared when she returns out, though he doesn't really look angry or scared either. Kyle gently reaches out to zip up her dress, letting his hand linger longer than necessary on the small of her back. Then he gives her a little space to spin around again. "And which one are you?"