[She just makes a sweeping gesture towards the door he just beat his fist against, her eyebrows perched up close to her hairline in disbelief.]

Clearly not.

[She looks up at the ceiling with all the regrets on her young shoulders, and heaves a sigh.]

Do you know how to handle men turned into foxes? I could stun it but I'd have to do it periodically - and I don't want him to come out and seek another bride to maul.