At those words, he allowed the seal to retreat back to it's home near the juncture of his shoulder and neck, the wing pulling itself into his body. The part that felt strange wasn't having them, but when they came and went, like his bone structure was trying to adjust itself to accomodate the extra limbs. "You're certain? I don't want you to force yourself to attempt something if you don't think you can do it."
He collapsed on the floor and rolled onto his side. "I can't hold that form for long periods of time, perhaps a few hours to a day at most. If it's easier on you though, a partial shift isn't difficult and it can be maintained longer. I'd just need to know when you'd want to attempt it."
No more snakes, no more hissing in his ear when he used it, no more lopsided weight, no more looking like a sideshow freak (well, sort of). If he'd felt comfortable with touchy-feely interactions, he'd have hugged her, but he wasn't so he kept it to himself.