Ethemon tried to explain, but at this moment, he had lost the ability to speak.
Astarion gazed at the white dragon before him—which was trying its hardest to shrink its body, yet still measured three full meters long—and with a troubled expression, reached out to grab one of its horns, giving it a gentle shake as he asked, "Is this as small as you can get? You're not going to stay in this form forever, are you?"
Ethemon slowly nodded at first, then quickly shook his head.
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