Gary growls menacingly - he's more animal than man in this form.
"Whoa, whoa," Jude says, holding up his hands. "Remember me? I'm your mate, yeah?"
Gary sniffs the air, then growls again. "Mate," he says through a throat not designed for human speech.
"Yeah, your mate," Jude says encouragingly. "You like me, when you're human."
Gary considers for a moment, then sits back on his haunches, tongue lolling.











