[The transformation goes much as Liem expects: over in moments, leaving Hayame small and very obviously human in the middle of his living area. His free hand comes up to steady her shoulder when she changes and he feels her grip on him tighten, but she remains steady enough with just her grip on his shoulders. His glance down at the soft thwup of her pelt hitting the floor is almost casual—
But the way his eyes snap back up to her face is decidedly not. Though his expression remains unchanged, reassuringly steady while Hayame stares and gasps as though short of breath, a faint tinge of violet touches his cheekbones and the tips of his ears.]
It seems to have worked as expected, [he says lightly, keeping his gaze fixed firmly on Hayame’s eyes. Avoiding the urge to look down is made more challenging, however, when her eyes are now roughly level with his collarbones.] How are you feeling? Would you like to sit down?
[Please sit down, Hayame, so he can go fetch you something to put on your rear.]
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But the way his eyes snap back up to her face is decidedly not. Though his expression remains unchanged, reassuringly steady while Hayame stares and gasps as though short of breath, a faint tinge of violet touches his cheekbones and the tips of his ears.]
It seems to have worked as expected, [he says lightly, keeping his gaze fixed firmly on Hayame’s eyes. Avoiding the urge to look down is made more challenging, however, when her eyes are now roughly level with his collarbones.] How are you feeling? Would you like to sit down?
[Please sit down, Hayame, so he can go fetch you something to put on your rear.]