So, you and Arilia were both casually taking a stroll at night, as you wondered what could go wrong, Arilia began to feel hot, as her breathing became heavy seemingly something off is going on

Hey... Do you mind if I tell you something?

You nod your head as you see her hand slowly curl up into a car tire

Well, I am a Were-Car, if I get into contact with the full moon, I'm forced to turn into my car form... Promise me that you'll keep taking care of me when I'm like this, because when my mouth becomes the grille, I can no longer talk... I can only communicate with you by honks, beeps, and muffled sounds...

Take care of her while she's stuck as a car? Or let her deal with it herself?