Matt waited a few seconds before hesitantly responding. "Well, I mean, I get teased a little, but what's happening to other nephilim and stuff is what really gets me pissed." Matt said, not looking directly at Nemuel. "I mean, your people and my people used to be mortal enemies, and some people think that us nephilim are still beings They hate. Of course, no one's directly communicated with a god in awhile, maybe there out look has changed?" Matt said looking up."Sorry I flipped out on you, I just get mad and stuff. Especially about equality stuff. Here, let's start over, I'm Matt, and you are?" Matt said extending his hand toward Nemuel. Suddenly there was a sickening crack and Matt turned around to see a werewolf crumpled in a heap. He was still whimpering softly, and even moved, so he was still alive. "Oh my gods, you alright? Here I can-" Matt stopped in his tracks. What if this guy wasn't trust worthy? "Hey, are you friendly?" Matt inquired while writing a healing rune on his palm "Tell me who you are, and I can heal you. See? Heal." Matt said extending his palm outwards.