There's a flick of the strangely finned tail, a twitch that doesn't quite make it all the way through. Esteban hesitates for just a moment-- But he likes Kaiba.
"I'm already a shape-changer." Do humans-- does Kaiba's world have anything like he is? He doesn't like the uncertainty, but this isn't the first person he's told about this without being sure. So far, no one has gotten frightened of him for being what he is... but he knows it would only take one of them. He'd hate-- he'd loathe to scare any of them.
But... he's also bound to show it. One day. If there is a mission, if there is a need for his other shape around Kaiba. Isn't it better to have him in the know already. Doesn't he trust his friend?
Oh.
Yes. Yes he trusts him.
"I'm a half-elf on my father's side. But my mom is a dragon." His wings shift around him as he moves away from his friend, granting him a bit more space. "Not like Jingyi is. He looks so much more like my aunts than her; their element is water." A wing rolls with his comment, before he goes on.
"I think I can control the transformation a bit because of it." He's fairly sure he ate the candy quite some time ago after all, but he doesn't feel in any hurry to shift back, and though there's a bit of an itch down his spine-- it feels familiar. Like when his wings are tucked in and itching to grow out rather than being out and itching to fold back beneath his skin.
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"I'm already a shape-changer." Do humans-- does Kaiba's world have anything like he is? He doesn't like the uncertainty, but this isn't the first person he's told about this without being sure. So far, no one has gotten frightened of him for being what he is... but he knows it would only take one of them. He'd hate-- he'd loathe to scare any of them.
But... he's also bound to show it. One day. If there is a mission, if there is a need for his other shape around Kaiba. Isn't it better to have him in the know already. Doesn't he trust his friend?
Oh.
Yes. Yes he trusts him.
"I'm a half-elf on my father's side. But my mom is a dragon." His wings shift around him as he moves away from his friend, granting him a bit more space. "Not like Jingyi is. He looks so much more like my aunts than her; their element is water." A wing rolls with his comment, before he goes on.
"I think I can control the transformation a bit because of it." He's fairly sure he ate the candy quite some time ago after all, but he doesn't feel in any hurry to shift back, and though there's a bit of an itch down his spine-- it feels familiar. Like when his wings are tucked in and itching to grow out rather than being out and itching to fold back beneath his skin.