"So it would seem," he said with calm, but ill-humor. His words were more "Bres-like" again, though they seemed at odds with his new form and altered voice. "I suppose this is my..evolution." he growls a bit before sitting on the ground, the snow not bothering him in the slightest. "I shouldn't complain..you went through worse than this," he said with respect, trying to rein in his anger.
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