"Everyone who smells like an animal, yes." He answers the question, even though he's fully aware it wasn't really meant to be one. It's easier if he makes things clear from the beginning. Though the answer he gets isn't one he expects, and he tips his head somewhat. "Never met a hunter who smelled like you. Most of them smell like gunpowder, or chemical musk."

Siffleur points to himself. "Werecougar. I'm here to shower."