Blushing a little when Usagi nudged her, Makto looked away for a second and rubbed the back of her head. She hadn't meant it like that, besides Usagi still hadn't said how old he was. Though she guessed if Usagi thought he was cool, maybe she could give him a chance. Plus he was a . . . wait, what?

"A weretiger?"

Way to bury the lead there Usagi. It was enough of a shock to make her pause for a second.

"Can he control it? How often does he change?"