"I can't really control how long the change holds," he admitted with a sheepish sort of shrug. "Sometimes it won't go away, others it fades soon after I activate it. I can sorta force it to hold if I really need to, but I feel like I'm going to puke and pass out afterwards, which isn't all that pleasant. And--"
Ben stopped talking, catching sight of an old man donning a pair of glasses that seemed to make his eyes twice the size they normally were peering at him from the window of a nearby coffee shop. A plumber. Letting out a sigh, Ben bit his lip once more and raised the hand with the Omnitrix attached to rub the back of his head.
"--I'd love to tell you more, being that, well, outside of my bitchy know-it-all cousin and a bunch of old people, I don't really have anyone at all to talk to about this sort of thing. To which, no one's even supposed to know, but being that you saw me fall out of alien form, you kinda...yeah. BUT, that's not the point. The point is the plumbers are watching me and I'd rather not get screamed at again, so, uh...go somewhere not the streets? If that's alright with you."