[Blade unwinds like a ball of yarn, all the stress melting away from his limbs and even making his face relaxed. He gives a great big sigh and forgets that Dan Heng asked him a question, he's that enamored with the fingers in his hair.]

Mmmm...

[His tail swishes happily for a minute longer, then his brain catches up.]

Oh. Yes. Before Christmas, I went to take a bath, hoping it would relax me enough that I could sleep. Then... I went to step in, and I was up to my shoulders suddenly.

[He concentrates, leaning into the dog instinct that much more. And then—poof!—he becomes a fluffy Pomeranian with the fur patterns of a Husky, and makes it a point to turn his head and gaze up at the dragon, paws up to his chin.

Oh he's a natural at this.]