"Good girl." Finexia replied, smiling. "Though, to be honest, it will be nice to have someone to talk to whom can make conversation. Now then..."<br/><br/>She went back to the main chamber and reacquired the woman's clothing and set her down. A moment later she concentrated, gathering all her tentacles together...and the tentacles<em>shifted</em>and squirmed as flesh melted together...and moments later she was standing there on two legs, looking like a slightly odd elf, not a monster of tentacles. She tested her legs and smiled. "There we go! Now then, tell me when you're ready."<br/><br/>Her top slowly shifted to form into a pair of close-fitting leather pants as well, and Finexia promptly looked entirely at ease in front of the monk.