[Dated to Saturday the 14th - For Keith]

[hereand_now]

They won't let him lock them up and now Wolf is worried. They don't seem to think that he's any danger to them, that the island has taken the magic out of him, but it was never magic that made him turn. It's the moon, it's always been the moon, and Wolf knows that they're wrong. He'll never stop being a Wolf, not in the Territories and not in Jack'

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[neptune_noir]

Big, but big and nervous. That could as easily be a problem as it could avert one, but there was one important thing he was going to keep in mind.

The guy did just walk into the IPD office, and trouble didn't walk straight in as much as it did when you were a PI. Usually he had to go to the trouble, these days.

So, the benefit of the doubt. That seemed a friendly kind of 'hi,' too, so that got added in.

"Hi," he said. "Don't tell me what the weather's like out there, it'd just depress me."

[hereand_now]

Wolf's nostrils flare and his gaze flickers briefly toward the door he's just come through before he realizes it's a joke. It's not enough to make him forget why he's there, but it is enough to dispel most of his nerves and he laughs, big and loud. "Sure is nice outside, Mister. It sure is!"

Then he grins again, hands still stuffed into his pockets as he rocks back and forth on his feet, wondering what has to be said next. It comes to him after a moment and he asks, "Are you in charge of the box with bars?"

[neptune_noir]

"Of course it is," Keith said, shaking his head, but amiably. The next one threw him for a bit of a loop, but just another oddity you got used to. Different worlds, sometimes they didn't all have the same thing.

"The one where we throw the bad guys?" he said. Clarifying it as prison wouldn't exactly achieve anything, he assumed. "Sure, more or less."

[hereand_now]

Wolf's smile fades a little at that, because he isn't a bad guy, not always, but he knows that during the moon he won't be able to help himself. He'll be a bad guy no matter what, even if he doesn't want to, and since no one will let themselves be put away, then he has to be the one.

Nodding, he begins to chew on his lip again. "Yeah, that one," he says, then falls silent for a moment. "Wolf has to go in there. When the moon is big. I have to go in there so that the herd can be safe and I won't hurt them. Can I go in there? Will you lock me inside?"