With Frank's semi-consent, Poppy let go of his hand, gazed sidelong at Walter, and then slipped the marble into the skin of her throat. The pink one rolled out and she put it away before her body began to grow and darken, skin tightening and her brow becoming pronounced.
Now she was Jared, the muscular black man who's brute strength was mortally incomparable. Silent, he just nodded at both the men, Dorian sitting calmly in the deep.