[ He bristles for a moment, teeth bared. It passes just as quickly as it came and he crosses his arms over his chest. ]

Oh, shut th' fuck up.

[ He finds himself dwelling on the question. It'd been some time since he experienced the changes Karasu forced on him. The wings were probably the most ... memorable experience, tied with the legs. It's hard to say which hurt him worse, though. ]

I mean, yeah. It all hurt. [ He looks down at his clawed hands, runs his tongue over his sharpened canines unconsciously. ] Bone growing out through yer back, tearin' its way out, rippin' yer skin. Everythin's bloody an' sticky 'cause they ain't done growin'. Achin' for weeks 'til they finally force their way out completely.

[ He folds his wings flush against his back. ]

Always felt like they ain't even a part'a me 'til recently...Dunno if I like that, either.