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"Them bastards would lie, wouldn't they," he practically growled, clenching his fists briefly. "Well, whatever. I ain't gonna get any contact with them unless I gotta."

He then peered over at the book, wondering what she was doing. "Bats?...I think they got a tail..but like...it got membrane on the sides so it kinda look like anotha' wing. O' maybe dat's jus' the kind I seen."

"I ain't thinkin' bat tails are fluffy...I founda bat once, lyin' on the sidewalk on ma way home. I don't think it gotta fluffy tail, but it was years ago."

He peered at the skeleton, somewhat interested the the bones in the arms and hands were so similar to that of a human. It was almost eerie. A bat skeleton was weird otherwise...they hardly had legs, and that made him wonder just how much like animals everyone would end up turning into. Was there the potential of losing legs? He'd never met Cassidy, so had no idea.

"Yeah...it was about this big," he said, spreading his hands apart maybe 3 to 4 inches apart, growing a little nostalgic over the thought of the city. "Lil' guy really. Prolly ran into onna da buildin's or sumthin'...ain't dat unusual, I think."

The mention of the horns brought his attention back to the present relatively quickly. Ah yes...this was his new reality.

"Looks like some deer thing I seen in a zoo once," offered the black man, slithering up from the couch to wander over to join her at the book case. He gazed at the bindings of each book, his eyes darting over each as though he were rapidly reading each title...yet honestly, he couldn't understand a good 75% of the words before him.

Jamal shrugged, offering Hargun a small grin as he did so. It was somewhat fascinating to him that she hardly seemed bothered by this changing business. "Could be worse?..." he mumbled uneasily. A bat hardly seemed like that bad of an animal really...better than a mouse or a bug or a toad anyway.

He let his fingertips run across the spines of a few larger books before drawing one out that read "Endangered Species in North America" and idly parted the book about mid-way through. Large colorful photos of large raptors glossed over the page, which he examined with a somewhat dejected look on his face.

"...I ain't thinkin' I can do this animal s**t."

Jamal flipped a few pages in his book, giving the picture of a gila monster a morose glance before he snapped it shut and put the book back in it's assigned slot.

"Makes sense, I guess. I jus' ain't talked to many...changed peeps, I guess. Too busy makin' up what gonna happen in my head so it's prolly all outta wack by da time I actually start this animal bullshit." He eyed the books again, this time pulling out a thinner one labled "Marsupials", which he couldn't understand, but opened anyway.

It didn't make sense, at least yet, for Jamal to be afraid of Moreau. The black man didn't really fear anyone. Doctor Moreau was just human...he could be taken out if the circumstances were right. Jamal was afraid of the unknown.

Jamal crossed glanced, looking at her book and then glancing at her horns. "Jesus Christ, I hope you ain't gettin' them things," he said, pointing at a picture of a Greater Kudu. The horns were massive...and the sight of those things perching on top of Hargun's head almost made him laugh, but he stopped, finding a situation like that not impossible. Hell, surely the Doctors were out to make everyone miserable through this transforming nonsense.

"Anyone else gettin' weird s**t like horns when they ain't 'sposta?" He wondered if this phenomenon was common, but couldn't remember seeing Ambrose with anything non-wolf like or human-like at their last meeting.

"...feathers and scales. Okay, dat's ******** up," he said bluntly with a shake of his head, shutting his book and replacing it in it's groove, then leaned back against the shelf, content to look over her shoulder at the pictures in Hargun's hands. "Bulls ain't too bad. I ain't never seen a real one, but...they be lookin' like they could cause some damage. 'Long as I ain't turnin' into a mouse or a rabbit or sumthin' like dat...it'll work out a'ight eventually. Peeps say yous pick up da animal's feelin's or whatever...Be damned if I be turnin' into some pansy a**. "

Probably stupid reasoning, but Jamal was certain he'd never be taken seriously again in his life if he turned into a rabbit or something cute and cuddly and that bothered him a great deal.

He smirked at Hargun's blurt aout maiming people, mentally chiming in with a "right beside ya" before making a very disgusted face at the mention of eating bugs. How nasty!

"Aw hell naw, I ain't eatin' no ********' bugs," he nearly spat, a shudder running across his back. "Uh uh. No way. I don't care if dat be da only thing they eat...ugh..."