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Aiden sat quietly, his fingers running through her fur. He chuckled slightly when she had rolled onto her back, shaking his head. When she returned to her human form, he looked away out of respect. "No need to apologize. I can't say I understand, but you don't need to explain." he said gently, still sitting on the floor. He eventually stood from the floor, groaning softly, and stretching. "Everyone's entitled to fits of rage when something upsets them. I'm just thankful you waited to shift until we were out of sight of prying eyes." he sighed, moving over and sitting on the edge of the bed. "What would you like done with the pelt?" he asked, glancing over at where it sat on the desk.