Clay was in good company then. It sounded weird to pretty much everyone she met. Trance put a note in Clay's file, specifying non-human medical personal only. But when he mentioned he was a werewolf, she furrowed her brows together.

"I'm afraid I'm not familiar with your kind. But it's not a problem. I've treated lots of people whose species I've never met before." As long as Clay was carbon based, Trance wouldn't have a problem.

"Actually it goes on your neck."She pressed the hypo to his neck and pressed the button.