His hands wrapped around his own cup of tea, letting the warmth seep through his gauntlet as it as almost too hot for his bare right hand. "It's not entirely clear. I never had the transformations before I was...tampered with."
Quiet again, his thoughts turned inward before he continued aloud. "It seems to be triggered when I am under great duress and pain. When it is triggered, I have very little control of the other. I am at its mercy, as if I am little but a passenger. Yet I recognize parts of it in myself, and my nature. I have the barest control to recognize friend from foe, ally from enemy."
Re: Later June
Quiet again, his thoughts turned inward before he continued aloud. "It seems to be triggered when I am under great duress and pain. When it is triggered, I have very little control of the other. I am at its mercy, as if I am little but a passenger. Yet I recognize parts of it in myself, and my nature. I have the barest control to recognize friend from foe, ally from enemy."