A gentle breeze caresses the face, the damp scent of soil and grass wafts into the nasal cavity.
Vera clutches his head and slowly sits up from the grass.
"Hmm... the celebration... what is this..."
The voice stops abruptly as Vera stares at his outstretched hands, dumbfounded.
He habitually flexes his fingers... not tentacles, something feels off... and there's no mycelium...
"Ah! What is this...?" Not far away, Fei Ling's scream pierces the air, and Vera follows the sound, finding Fei Ling admiring his transformed body, alongside the equally happy yet confused Fei Yin.
Fei Ling has also reverted to human form, and Vera cannot fathom the situation, shaking his head as if trying to ascertain whether he's dreaming.
But Fei Ling has already leaped into his arms: "Vera, you changed back too! That's great!"
Feeling the warmth transmitted from the person in his arms, Vera sets aside his doubts for now: "Yes, truly wonderful."
