"Have you tried to find others of your kind?" the man asks. "There are some around, even halfbreeds as far as I saw. Maybe trying GloG or Vigil since I knew they had some around. They would also offer you shelter against hunters. I would say many visitors od the Dancing Fox inn got a connection to them."
As he speaks he doesn't really look at the girl he rather swirls the drink in his hand around trying to collect every drop for a last sip. His eyes wander to the other woman and when she looks back he shivers. He has encountered such a transformation for a bit himself, but getting so far to get comfortable with the new form is unbelivable for him.