[Bardic magic is really something. He's pretty glad it doesn't work back home. Listening to Hendrix or whatever could get awkward.

At any rate, there's... some shift. Juliette might sense that the magic seems a little resistant. It does at least alleviate things enough to shift him to more of a merform, which... hey, partial success, and he's got arms. So now you've got a somewhat tan-skinned man with gills and a vaguely bemused expression on his face.]

Hmm. Seems like whatever's around is pretty entrenched. Then again, I'm not sure I'd want to shift back COMPLETELY when, uh, I'm in public, you know?

[Cough.]