I believe her.'
‘Laugh, laugh,’ Kei whimpered. ‘Gods, what's going on...?’
‘I told you,’ the dragon tilted his head with interest. ‘It's about not being able to adjust to a complete and sudden change in perception. Don't worry, it goes away after a few times.’
‘That's comforting,’ came from the curled-up body.
‘Stop whining.’ Forth nudged the lycanthrope, causing Ari to snort indignantly. ‘You made a lot of progress this time.’
‘Well... I do remember that.’ Kei turned his head slightly, but kept his eyes narrowed. ‘Everything was... different, more intense... Just different.’
‘It’s hard to describe, although dragon perception is probably different from yours anyway.’ Draco stretched, feeling the potion begin to take effect.
‘But I remember,’ the lycanthrope stated emphatically. ‘Only later, again like before.’
‘Little by little, step by step, it will get better.’ The elf patted the moaning animorph on the shoulder reassuringly.
