His eyes were dull, watching her her as he toyed with her like she was some kind of play thing.... a mouse really... If he could have felt anything at that moment truly, it was her fear and his curiosity.<br/><br/>She was fragile still and he took care not to hurt her but she was still afraid... but why? He opened his mouth but suddenly her words but him first. He watched her chin quiver as she held back tears and he understood then. Slowly he wrapped his arms around her, hugging her gently as he breathed in and out.<br/><br/>Armas grunted, his face contortingin pain as he made his form recede from his appearance. Gods it hurt but she had wanted it and he still cared enough - although he didn't understand why- to return to his more humanoid form.<br/><br/>"Ah-" he gasped, his claws retracting as his back snapped upright allowing him to lose his extra height. He couldn't greet his horns to go away. No, he was to tired, but he looked very much human again with his tail and wings.<br/><br/>He pulled away, patting her head and here looked like he'd been harmed in his human form the way the blood set in him. His jaw was noticeably broken and he clenched his teeth to hold it in as he grunted, wheezing at the end before he stepped back. "R-r-turn..." he told her through clenched teeth. He felt so weak in human form. He was about ready to drop there and it was clear that he might, the way he leaned and wobbled. His left knee was straightened butt his right was bent slightly as he kept the weight from it. His fists were scraped and torn from his foe's teeth and struggle but Armas had been harmed a little worsethan he let on. If she didn't go, he'd carry her, but his body was so sore he knew that was the last thing he'd do. Pulling his head low him drew in a sharp breath before painful whistling loud and hard for Finch. If she didn't come, he was definitely not going to make it.