"No, no, he was still-- fairly human, at the time, actually." Lyall looks sheepish. "I'm afraid I may, in fact, have begun him on his track towards turning reptilian... I had gotten loose on a night just before the full moon, you see, and I was actually attacking anyone I thought I could catch, and some I had no hope of catching. Werewolves do not always have good judgement on those nights. I'm not sure if you were around yet, at that point."