At least she believes in him more than he believes in himself. He's seen the destructive nature of a werewolf. It terrifies him to see it every month, especially now in himself. But he doesn't want to let her down. If she thinks he can get a handle on it, then he should be able to.

He wraps his arms around her, giving the top of her head a kiss. It's not much, but her words help.

He follows her line of sight, nodding slowly. "Let's get going. Moon's coming."