Kanji didn't seem to flinch at that, only finish his stitch. Someone else who could turn into a dragon? Shit, imagine. But it was encouraging to know that she didn't seem to change even without her stone.

He was tucking the thread in as he thought, tried to picture the sheer size of himself when he transformed.

"That spare four-poster bed over there...? Push two more of 'em together and it'll fit me, all except the tail. Full-on 'find me in the woods' style, not a wolf-man thing."