Ander's fingers tighten around his staff, still rather suspicious. "I can see that." In response to him being rather stupid, yes. "But there isn't much magic that can do that to a man." He would have commented further, but the sounds of paws in the brush were getting far to close for comfort, and as much as this man was...disturbingly odd, he wouldn't wish being attacked and killed by blighted wolves on anyone. Glancing between the cave and his new...acquaintance, he makes a face, wrinkling his nose.

"Can you move like that? It looks...difficult." Would he even fit all that tail into the cave if it came down to it? "You'll have to be quick or we're in for a fight."