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He nodded, relaxing a touch. Good, it wasn't just him.. And Cassidy had actually eaten something. He shuddered at the thought, but at the same time the cobra he was becoming danced a little jig. Cassidy had eaten something living, and he was sure many of the other islanders had at least toyed with the idea. So no one would bat an eye if he did the same...as disgusting as the idea was. His stomach growled. Thom facepalmed. "I 'aven't eaten in two days. Give it another couple an' I'll be able t' force this spread down my throat. Nothin' in th' buffet appeals t' me anymore. It 'asn't since my last change."

Thom grimaced, staring down at the table. Baby mice? Imagine how many of those it would take to make a decent meal. Not to mention they were tiny pink hairless things that he would be eating alive. ...He suddenly felt rather ill. "Per'aps. I'll keep in in mind, thanks. I just 'ave t'find somethin' better than this lot."

Frozen. Ah. The snake in his head grumbled, but Thom brightened up a tad. Frozen might not be so bad. He wouldn't have to kill it. However, on the same note, a frozen pinky was likely to be a rather disturbing site, and Thom's human side alone might shove that option away. Still, he could try. Perhaps later. "A big step indeed... I think on it." The point of no return. Once he ate something live, there went his humanity.

"Well enough." He shrugged and, seeming to read her thoughts, turned on his seat so that the short leg was in plain view, eyeing it warily himself. "Can't do 'alf th' things I'd like to, but I'm gettin' there. It's not a permanent limitation, just somethin' to overcome. An', in a way, it's good for me. Gives me somethin' to occupy m'self." He'd certainly had his time full learning how to manage with the short leg, relearning everything he had once accomplished with ease. It kept him busy, and that kept him from sulking. "Between my crutch an' my tail I manage alright. Yourself?"

"You 'aven't changed at all since I first met you," he acknowledged, nodding slowly. "An' I've changed twice... Ever think it might be over? That you've hit th' last step?"

"Four..." He grimaced. Two more changes to look forward to? If he was this different after only two... He shoved the thoughts from his mind, focusing on the here and now rather than worrying about how he may wind up. Cassidy was right. They could only not think about it and move on with what came. "But they don't come as often after a point, correct? I've only been on the island a few months..."

Good... Good. He didn't have to worry about another transformation for a good long while, by the sounds of it. Maybe by then they'd have found a way off... Thom doubted there was one, personally, but his conversation with Alec had drilled the thought into his mind. Where there was life--or, in this case, time--there was hope.

"One can hope," he replied, sighing. "Though with, ah...what's left of your legs, it doesn't quite seem complete. Long in coming, per'aps, but over..?" He doubted it. Thom was fearing Cassidy's next change as much as she was. Possibly more so.