"Do you have any other suggestions?" Crowley asks as he settles into his form, the long tail is black and red, the same colors as the snake she had first met him as, but with small fins along the length to help him move through the water. The small scales end around his true waist, only a few of them peppering his torso, but his flesh still looks reptilian and armored. He's retained his arms, but his hands have long. ashen claws at their ends. Crowley's face looks more demonic as well, with two sloped horns potruding his scalp, tangled with his hair. His eyes remain the same, as they always do.

His neck bends side-to-side, adjusting to the additional weight and stretching slightly, and then he drops into the water in a quick, fluid motion. The dimness of the train car obscures him from the surface as he glides beneath the water, getting used to this shape.