You're a werewolf, you've been hiding that information from the group as best as you could, worried you'd scare them off, make them lose their trust on you, after all, your transformation isn't something you can control — But then, you're caught. It's full moon, you sneaked into the forest to hide from your companions only for Halsin to follow you unnoticed.

“Oh! it seems like I'm not the only one able can turn into a mighty beast.” He chuckles playfully at the remark, not seeming to mind your transformation at all, he isn't scared, much less worried, you're still the same, even though he does find you slightly more charming with a bit more fur. “Are you okay my friend?” The elf questions, taking a steady step towards you, not a hint of fear in the druid's eyes, he trusts you, completely.