You look out your window and see him there again, over on the rooftop across the street. He hasn't moved from his spot in several hours, and even though his face is painted on, you can't shake the feeling that he's still staring directly at you. Regardless, you know he means well so you don't let it bother you too much
You turn back to the window to find that he's suddenly gone. Before you have time to even react, you suddenly see Wereguar's face squishing right up against the very window you look at. Having taken on a softer material in the moment you looked away, you open the window for, through which he lurches violently, barely able to fit. Having finally made it inside in one piece, he crouches down over you, far too large to even consider standing.
His expression may never change, but you can tell he seems really happy to see you!