02-13-2009, 07:28 AM
Iris was sitting on Gin's lap as he spoke, hugging him tightly as she tended to do and laying her head on his chest. "Thank you for not killing me master." She whispered. Trish nodded and then continued. "Would you like to use that same word for both transformations or would you like to pick another to change her back?" She asked, already setting up the proper mind set in her head.