"I̸̦͌̎̔ ̵̗̯͓̾̂̉c̶̜̘̀͑a̸̳͆͗n̸͎̠͓̒͊̆'̸̢̺̂̀t̸̺͚̊͒̚ͅ ̴̲̳̳͗́͝s̶̡̝̈́̊̋e̴͔̓̒ͅḛ̷̲̈́͌ͅ.̵̲͊̃.̵̧̞̬͑.̴̨͕̼͆̓" The reason why his voice sounded so odd became a little clearer; his mouth was filled with much sharper teeth than before and they didn't quite fit his mouth correctly. His tongue couldn't find the proper places to speak, and a sort of growl accompanied each syllable, echoing his frustration. Maybe he'd get better at this, but no one was a pro in the first few minutes.
The clawed hand reacted to Yosuke's touch, briefly moving away before it dug into the ground so that he could push his entire body out.
There wasn't much left to his clothes on the lower side of his body either. Thankfully he had been precautions by having a skirted garment, but the muscle and leg mass was struggling to keep up with it. The change was a lot more obvious now; his legs were not human anymore. If it wasn't for the dream or the bird-like hand, he might think himself turnskin.
The bird part worried him and Yosuke would probably get a hint of that emotion as he used his other hand, still mostly human, to touch it. Yu's head wasn't quite looking in the right direction, almost as if he was blind. He managed to at least sit himself on the ground and slowly pulled the clawed hand on his face, as if he could figure out what it was from the touch of it to his forehead. That wasn't really what he was worried about, however...
"My legs ȟ̵͒ͅỏ̵̡̹̮̆ẇ̵̥̟̈́ ̵̼̍̚d̸͕̀̆̃ờ̷̝̠̯ ̴̗͂͋̓ they l̴͈̦̉̈́͌ō̵̳͕͓̕ȯ̶̧́͐ķ̶̱̆?̸̧̦̆"
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The clawed hand reacted to Yosuke's touch, briefly moving away before it dug into the ground so that he could push his entire body out.
There wasn't much left to his clothes on the lower side of his body either. Thankfully he had been precautions by having a skirted garment, but the muscle and leg mass was struggling to keep up with it. The change was a lot more obvious now; his legs were not human anymore. If it wasn't for the dream or the bird-like hand, he might think himself turnskin.
The bird part worried him and Yosuke would probably get a hint of that emotion as he used his other hand, still mostly human, to touch it. Yu's head wasn't quite looking in the right direction, almost as if he was blind. He managed to at least sit himself on the ground and slowly pulled the clawed hand on his face, as if he could figure out what it was from the touch of it to his forehead. That wasn't really what he was worried about, however...
"My legs ȟ̵͒ͅỏ̵̡̹̮̆ẇ̵̥̟̈́ ̵̼̍̚d̸͕̀̆̃ờ̷̝̠̯ ̴̗͂͋̓ they l̴͈̦̉̈́͌ō̵̳͕͓̕ȯ̶̧́͐ķ̶̱̆?̸̧̦̆"