Draiss nodded politely to the drow goddess, before leaving, not worried about the changes, it was only expected since she was one of the few evil gods with style. They tended to be at least pretend to be grateful when someone saved their rump roast from a fire.<br/><br/>Once Cerul announced her decision, Draiss looked up from the report at his first mate's soul, and nodded, before picking up their daughter, who thought her new form was still hysterical, though she missed being held by mommy. He carried her upside down, ignoring her giggles of pleasure, to the simulation room, and loaded up several forms from her to choose from. They went from a true half dragon, like their daughter, to a barely draconic elf. He then tossed the 'options' screen to Cerul, who could manipulate it with a thought, and let her begin sliding sliders, to finish picking her form. He played with their daughter during that, explaining mommy was getting a new body, which would be the one mommy picked. She frowned, and then lunged for the ball in his other hand, missing and gliding to the floor, her wings still not strong enough to support her weight in true flight yet.