"Well I've been taking double doses of it all summer. After what happened I was kind of worried. I mean. I was lucky that I didn't hurt anyone. I'm just paranoid that it'll happen again." She muttered, and glanced briefly at the door. Was that other person still out there? Cam barely felt comfortable talking about this when she knew she was alone...when someone was just out there it bothered her.

"After it happened with me my friends wouldn't even look at me. I can't even imagining having someone around that wouldn't run away after something like that." Cam mumbled into her cup. Still, perhaps her mom had been right. Talking to Professor Lupa had been a wonderful idea. She was already feeling more at ease about the upcoming year.

Cam was curious if Professor Lupa had done anything worse than she had...but she knew she couldn't just ask. That was rude! You didn't just ask people stuff like 'have you ever killed someone' or 'have you ever infected someone'? That was just...wrong. That was the kind of thing that no respectable werewolf would admit to.