"I...I don't know. I barely remember anything about the transformation. I remember a lot of emotion...bloodlust, but it's all very hazy. Still, it seems like we didn't attack each other, at least. I don't know what is going to happen once we are around people again, but we can't let them know about it. No one, no matter how close to us, can know. If we think we're going to have a problem with transforming, we...we can come out here again. Out in the wilds, obviously with more supplies. Hopefully it won't be necessary, but if it is, that would at least be a short term solution. Long term...I have no idea. Maybe...well, we were attacked by a werewolf, so there are obviously others out there. Maybe not all of them are so aggressive? I have no idea how we would find them though." Sam responded, running his hands down his face as he was overwhelmed by problems he couldn't solve. 

Letting out a sigh, he stood to his feet and reached down to help Stevie up. "I don't know what we're going to do, but for now, we can at least get back home, now that the rain has stopped."