"They're... uncomfortable, to say the least. In the moment, you're overwhelmed with the stimuli of sprouting new limbs, or feathers, scales, sharpened teeth..."

His hand slides further up, to the top of his head. "The first Moon Warp was hell. So many changes, all at once. Horns bursting from my skull, my legs rearranging their shape... Suffice it to say, I was eager to tear through enemies once the changes solidified. It was a convenient outlet."

But that was then. For now, he's calm. At... not quite ease, but it's better than it was. He's adjusted.