NIGHTMARE | awakening + new body.

[wormwood.]

It was... odd, to see Delilah raise her head to look at him and actually seem to have some sort of recognition in her eyes. He was used to Delilah acknowledging him with a touch of the tail or a gentle bump of their shoulders together, but her eyes never really focused on anything. It was understandable, of course, since there was no sense in focusing when you couldn't actually see anything, but Worm still felt himself make a startled noise when Delilah spoke, her eyes blinking slowly and tiredly at him. He supposed it also made sense for her to seem drowsy, considering how long she had been sleeping within the unexpected cocoon. Worm opened his muzzle to say hello to her, his wings shifting upon his back, when all of a sudden Delilah seemed shocked, her vision drifting over to Worm's wings. Wormwood almost recoiled when he heard Delilah curse, having never heard her curse ever before – she was so soft and delicate, as well as very refined. The lion hesitated for a moment before saying softly, nodding his head to the now dragon and shifting his wings to the side so that he could glance at them, figuring that everybody had known he had wings, "Erm, yeah. I've had wings for a while now. But I guess you wouldn't know that, huh..." He had never really thought about it, but it wasn't as if Delilah could've seen them. She had probably thought whenever he touched her with a wing to let her now of his presence, it was just his tail, rather than a feather.

She still seemed to be adjusting to her very new form, and Worm held back laughter as she struggled with her own tongue, not wanting her to feel like this was funny somehow. Sure, he had gone through several form changes in the past, so he could certainly understand how awkward it was to adjust, but he still wouldn't have wanted anybody laughing at his discomfort. So, instead he nodded and rumbled softly, glancing back at Vierra for a moment and giving her a soft nod, "V, could you go and get her some water, since you offered? Please, of course." He then refocused on Delilah, moving a little bit closer and raising a paw to drag over one of Delilah's large new wings, taking in the pink wing and mumbling, "You have wings too, you know. I think you might be a dragon now? Or at least something that looks very similar to a dragon. That must be why your tongue is so long now... I'm assuming you can see now, considering you saw my wings. That must be... very disorienting for you."

[glow=black,2,300]THE FREEDOM OF FALLING[/glow]