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When it became apparent that she was uncomfortable his heart sank. Most people grew uncomfortable around werewolves because for the most part the ones on the island were unpredictable and dangerous, especially on the full moons. Still it was a fair assumption that he would be the same.
"I can change whenever I want. I'm a Garou, we aren't like the werewolves on this island. We have tribes, society, history. We're like another race. We came before the humans and there is a story on that too. Naturally I wasn't around for that and there aren't any of us that were, but we can talk to our ancestors. Many of us never learn from their mistakes though. I suppose I can show you, I'm probably the best of my kind to do it because for some reason I don't cause humans to go insane when they see me change like my kind normally does." He ranted, trying to assuage the situation. It was difficult for him to try to talk to people around the island. That was why he had his pack, and also why he typically didn't tell people about it. For some reason he felt compelled to tell Max about it.

"There are tons of books, tons of history, tons of lore, prophesies, and the telling of an apocalypse that is most definitely coming. Then the company I work for has learned of others' apocalypses. Vampires have one, we all have some sort of end is near situation going on. If you'd like I have books on it at my apartment that I can show you. I can also just tell you about it." He added, looking up at her with hopeful eyes.

How shameful of him. He had been so busy trying to calm her and keep her from running in terror that he had not even thought about asking her for information about herself.
of course I want to know as much about you as you're willing to tell me. he said as the waitress delivered the coffee and the check. He dropped some money on the table and a less than memorable tip, then stood up and held out his hand for her.
"maybe not here though. I think this conversation might have evolved past coffee shop level. he said with a chuckle. If he was going to be sharing garou secrets with a human he wanted to know what kind of human she was. It was extremely crowned upon in the beast courts or the garou nation for the sharing of information specific to their species. Still there was something special about Max and he had the right to break the rules a bit. It was going to be a very long story however on his end and he wanted to hear hers first. He wasn't sure how she would react to being invited into his home on the first date but somehow he didn't think she was a slave to social norms and that intrigued him.

He though about how to answer her question. Surely it wasn't going to cut it to simply say that he wanted to know everything about her. He also didn't want to admit to his failed background check at this point because it might have been too much. He thought about this at first as they started walking.
"Yes I think walking would be best. Pretty sure people from on their family members getting into the car with werewolves. What would little red riding hood say?" He joked. Then again going to his apartment wasn't exactly an improvement on that and he was pretty sure her words would be something along the lines of "Don't do it! You have your whole life ahead of you!" Still, he wasn't exactly out for a pic-a-nic basket or a little girl in a red hood so he figured it all equated out.
"I guess it wouldn't be too much to ask what your power is? Maybe where you got it or what-" He stopped mid sentence. She had offered to start at the beginning after all.
"Definitely start from the beginning. It seems like that's the best way to learn all about someone." He stated, nervously pointing out the obvious.

He had been a bit more confident before he had told her what he was, but now he felt naked. Normally in a situation where one was bringing someone to their apartment, one would have thought it a welcome feeling, but there was a difference between not having your clothes on and being naked, and in this case he was most definitely concerned. The reality of what he had just done finally hit him after about a minute of the walk. If the garou nation found out that he was sharing changing breed secrets with a human he would be in pretty serious trouble, up to and including a duel or simply confining him from society for a while. That was when he got his hunch. What if this girl was a kinfolk? He'd have to explain it later and see what she thought about the possibility. In the interim, he forced all of that from his mind, focusing instead on the more important things right now, namely, listening to Max.

Zachary looked quizzically at Max. There were details, between the background check he had tried to run, and the information she was talking about, it sounded like she had been made a wish and it had backfired some how, but there was no information in her statement. It was a collection of hints and he didn't have the resources on this island to track it down from that. There were literally millions of fortune tellers and mystics throughout the world, without even a name he honestly had no idea what she was talking about.
"I... so what happened to you? Where and why had you seen so much death? I don't know anything about what you experienced or what you went through from what you just said." He explained, though he could see that she was uncomfortable which was kind of cute. Even though he had asked he stopped, turned to her, and hugged her comfortingly.
"You can relax around me. I'm sure you're used to being on your own and being unable to trust others, but it's not going to affect the way you are now, or how I see you." He assured, though he made no mention of the fact he was literally risking his life to tell her what he was planning to tell her.

After making his statement he let go and took a step back. He hadn't realized it, but they were standing in front of his apartment. He had made a few alterations to his home, with the landlord's permission of course. He walked up to the door and pulled out his key which he used to turn the lock. He made sure to press his hand against the wood on the door frame and a soft click was heard behind the door. Once he opened it, a wall of brick and steel revealed itself. After walking through a small corridor they would enter the living room where his bookshelf was located. They wouldn't need to go any further than this.
"So... this is my house. It's pretty safe here..." He stated somewhat nervously.

It wasn't until just now that he had thought about how he considered Max. While he didn't like that she seemed to clam up, over all she was sweet, well mannered, and pretty. The fact that he had respect for her made him nervous. It was one thing to have some random girl who meant nothing in his apartment, Max was nothing like that. His eyes focused briefly on her collar bones, but he quickly changed his gaze to her eyes.

He listened to her speak, but the details about the events that she went through weren't exactly clear. She gulped, then lost herself to reverie and there was little he could do about that. He watched her for a moment and as she flashed back he could see she was dizzy, weakened. In a flash he was there to catch her in case she fell. It was starting to become apparent that she wouldn't be able to cover all that happened to her. Perhaps in time he could learn about it, but in the interim he decided it would be best to try to change the subject.
"I think we can pick up on this later if you feel inclined. If you'd like we can start the discussion about the werewolves. I also have something I'd like to try if you want to go to the woods with me." He explained, stepping back from her once he was confident she could stand, and walked over to the bookshelf, pulling down a book titled "Red Moon" before reaching for about three more books. It was long, and there wasn't really a simple way for him to explain it.
"If you want to sit down I can start with the book of red moon." He said, gesturing to one of the two leather chairs he had in the room. There was a black recliner and a dark maroon loveseat covered with velvet and a plush blanket rested over the back and seat. There was a pewter chair in front of the fireplace and a curved oddly shaped chair toward the middle of the living room. A mahogany and stained glass coffee table rested in the middle of the room, the stained glass depicting a wolf, a tiger, a bear, a snake, a raven, a shark, a bat, and a spider all staring at whomever sat in the leather recliner lined up sideways with the table.