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Draven eyed Andrew with curiosity. It might not have been obvious with his snake face, but the raven mocker certainly felt curious. Something was off. Judging from both the flame demon's initial reaction and the fact that he seemed...larger, Draven knew something was wrong. Clearly something had happened to Draven, but not to Andrew. Maybe.

Draven's head swiveled around. Oh. Well. That was...not what he was expecting. He turned and looked at himself from the other side. Yep. He seemed to be rather unlike himself. The same color black as his feathers, but rather...snakelike, if he had to guess. One, two, three big, deep breaths. Ok. Don't panic.

He turned back to see Andrew practically looming over him. "Yess," he said, though something about that seemed very, very off. He doubted it had come out as a real word at all. So he gave his head a small nod, even as he coiled up on himself a bit nervously.

This was certainly unusual.

Draven would have shrugged. He kind of tried to, even, but without shoulders, such things were just not quite doable. The motion came out more like a rolling of his spine, though a small one.

Still, not having the mechanisms to actually shrug didn't change the fact that he had no idea where he should go. So, he gave his new friend Andrew his best pleading-snake eyes, and nodded his head. He didn't try talking, since that felt odd, but he figured he would just trust Andrew to do what was best. Since he doubted the demon was going to try to eat him.

Yeah. As long as no one tried to eat him, he'd be fine. This was only temporary, right? Surely. Of course it was. Right?

He looked down at himself again, then back to Andrew. The raven-mocker-turned-snake then nodded again. Yeah. Anywhere was fine.

And not having limbs was weird.

Ok. Yeah. That sounded like a good plan. Draven had just met Andrew, but clearly the boil was a smart one. That sounded like a great idea. Yeah. That would work.

There was something very odd about being lifted and carried by another student. Especially in this form. The demon boil was grateful, though. Sure, he would likely be fine on his own, but he also would likely be panicking in a corner. It seemed a lot easier to keep his wits about him having someone else around who seemed...more or less calm about this. He'd have to thank Andrew later.

For now, he'd just be a snake, hanging out with his new friend. Not that he knew how to be a snake. Hopefully this wouldn't last long-the snake part. Things like this were semi-common right? And temporary?