[ first obvious thing to note: his senses of smell and hearing are sharper than the iteration of his body she'd oh-so-briefly had a layover in. Wolfish. sight's about par for a human. woolietown sure is colorful when you pay attention to all the little tones!
Oh, that vague soul-sense and seconds-perfect internal clock came standard with her own function ball, though, so it's not exactly new, but still novel. That part of him seems healthy. No more ragged edges. Perhaps a sensation of a well-healed scar. Job well done.
Her point of view is, of course, now hilariously high. There's a tension leaving him as the moment of takeover gets less fresh. He's not relaxed, in the slightest, but... it's sort of like the moment after plunging into water you kmew would be ice cold. He's adjusting to the new circumstance.
(and cheating with his rose power to tamp down on the obvious fear this inspires, but he can only get away with that for so long before they're in the mist) ]
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Oh, that vague soul-sense and seconds-perfect internal clock came standard with her own function ball, though, so it's not exactly new, but still novel. That part of him seems healthy. No more ragged edges. Perhaps a sensation of a well-healed scar. Job well done.
Her point of view is, of course, now hilariously high. There's a tension leaving him as the moment of takeover gets less fresh. He's not relaxed, in the slightest, but... it's sort of like the moment after plunging into water you kmew would be ice cold. He's adjusting to the new circumstance.
(and cheating with his rose power to tamp down on the obvious fear this inspires, but he can only get away with that for so long before they're in the mist) ]