"Not really!" The octopus was already starting to look a lot fresher and livelier now that she was given a chance to recover. Good thing Nike hadn't been out to harm her -- she was pretty sure a good solid whack would splat her then and there.

In the next moment the octopus lost its form and the shape of a kid began to grow out from where it rested. Larger shapes made way for finer details and with a quick shake the octoling was standing before Nike, right as rain.

"See? No harm done." She forced a smile. "That train was really loud, huh."