He inhales sharply and nearly accuses her of deliberately trying to set him off balance, given that what she says is so wild and odd that he has a hard time believing it, but he has seen much beyond the pale of what he expects to be true. So why not? Why not werewolves? Why not mad things?

"If I had to cope with such evils, I might drink more, a feat I did not think humanly possible," he jests wryly.