Jason swam swiftly downwards, his clawed and now webbed paws gripping his harpoon tightly. He still maintained his natural body shape, ears, tail, muzzle and the like, but the rest of him was still fishy. He darted in front of the captain so that David could see him well. He wasn't sure how the captain would react to this new appearance, but he seemed to hover there in front of David, his fins keeping him stable, gills flapping slowly on his neck. Whenever his body was immersed in water, the ferret underwent this transformation.