[Her eyes are drawn to the wolf, fingers stroking lightly over his muzzle and surprised to feel something that was also the man. There was a tether between them that she could feel and a bit of her magic slipped from her fingers to play over it. Interesting. A man in a wolf's body, but the wolf was there as well. Curious, this pair.]

The customs of one are not the customs of another. Where I'm from, there are some tales of men kidnapping their wives. Though, that would be the humans that dabble in that. And humans are such strange creatures, aren't they?

[That last was directed at the wolf, her eyes meeting his as she gives him a smile.]