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If Shylome were possessed of more anthropomorphic eyebrows, they may have been tilted in mild shock, not at the sound of the bones popping and all, but the odd churning of flesh. Well, at least she thought of it as such. It bothered her, in a way. Such grotesqueness.
Thus, when she was asked if it was better...
Well, the end result was. "Yes." More sensible, sort of she wanted to add, but didn't.
It would be improper to return kindness with close mindedness. After all, it was what the wolves were. She doubted that they had chosen to be that way.
"It is. Thank you," she tacked on absently. "...for the welcome... and the change."
A moment passed. "How do you do such a thing? Going from normal to bird-legged, I mean."
It felt improper to ask as well, as though she were asking a phocomelic clanmate what it's like to hobble along as a tripod. She regretted asking, and she glanced away at a spot on the wall to her left.