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>Hal mumbled something about never letting his son out of his sight again.
>Much as you wanted to leave and continue searching, Hal needed time to recuperate.
>The trip to and back from the junkyard thoroughly exhausted him.
>You spent the next hour sharing stories since losing your human forms.
>He sat in the armchair, forcing himself more upright and humanlike than his new spine perhaps allowed.
>You sat back against the plush couch.
>Compared to the one at your place, this was heavenly.
>Unfortunately, your tail was just as annoying to sit against.
>But mid-conversation, inspiration struck.
>You moved between couch cushions, and slid your tail into the gap behind you.
>Finally, you could sit comfortably.
>How long had it been since you talked with someone like this?
>It hadn’t bothered you for weeks.
>You went days without talking to people before, but never for this length of time.
>Maybe lucario handled solitude well.
>Only now did you realize how starved you were.
>Your new bodies changed the both of you more than physically.
>And Hal swore it changed his boy the most.
>His normally talkative Harry wouldn’t say a peep after the transformation.
>Strange physiology aside, you were all far more agile and had incredible endurance.
>Hal was no biologist, and couldn’t explain your incredible healing rate.
>He hadn’t injured himself since the change, and had zero desire to test the possibility.
>He’d convinced the plant to let him work from home, saying he needed to watch Harry, and that a sickness hit the household.
>Which wasn’t technically a lie.
>The kitsune happily shared how much the company valued his work.
>He was essential and indispensable.
>You couldn’t say the same.
>But if you had to pick between your old job versus your new body, it wasn’t a contest.
>Mid-webcam meeting a week ago, Hal shared, his disguise started melting.
>He unplugged his router passed it off as a shoddy internet connection.
>Hal noticed the mental shift too.