He watched unfazed as the being before him threw its tantrum. His ears fighting against twitching at the sound of its voice speaking it's frustrations. He couldn't help but feel a sense of understanding with the shadowy figure. Unable to control its presence or body. Sven pondered how long it would be until he lost control himself. With that thought his stomach lurched and he shifted back to his human form. It was less energy consuming.
"What a strange little girl.." He mumbled under his breath. Standing now as a man and not a beast.
The shadows faded and the familiar pale moonlight skin returned to her face. He leaned down over the girl. Still towering over her even in this form as she spoke and miscalled his name. He grimaced.
"Welcome back little nightmare." He tilted his head, his usual unhappy frown gracing his face.
"The real question isn't when did I arrive, but where did you yourself go just now?"