[Their smirk broadens. Somehow, despite the change to the shape of their face, the expression is unmistakable.]

Our lady Madame Generosity allowed me a chance to shed again, into a form I'm finding oddly comfortable. As odd as it felt seeing this reflection looking back at me - especially, I hope that it lingers for a while.

[Sibling will do, we think.]

Ahh. I was stuck in one during the spring: a messy affair and I think the defensive tendril that emerged from it was especially protective.

I've not had the honor of crossing paths with Savage. But if he's anything like you, I imagine you had an excellent protector.