[ Yamada changes in her grip, the handle becoming a gauntlet that flows over her fingers, the spikes of the morning star becoming fearsome knuckles. His form squeezes her hand, giving an affectionate gesture regardless of his shape. ]
I don't know if they suit me or if I have to suit them. [ Hid tone is amused, as he tries not to think of the less comfortable implications of his powers. ] But I don't mind either way. As a wise sailor man once said, I am what I am.
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I don't know if they suit me or if I have to suit them. [ Hid tone is amused, as he tries not to think of the less comfortable implications of his powers. ] But I don't mind either way. As a wise sailor man once said, I am what I am.