[There are others who are set to be the "muscle", making sure nothing happens to Planker while the heist team is in Planker's mind and Dan and Alloran are establishing the alibi. Which means time to get Alloran dressed and parade him around so that he cannot be missed.
Dan realizes pretty immediately that he regrets his impulse to watch Alloran transform, but really, it isn't the visuals that upset him, and it's not that it's "gross". It's the sounds of organs rearranging and disappearing and appearing, bones cracking and contorting, that Dan remembers as if it were yesterday, as if it were five minutes ago, happening to each of his siblings as they perished. For a moment, he feels a cold sweat come over his body, and as if his extremities have all gone numb, his ears ringing, and he reminds himself that he's here, on a mission, here on the Rig. Trauma is a fact, a thing that happened. It's not the present.
He spaces out enough that he doesn't move fast enough to help keep Alloran from falling over when his forelegs dissolve, but the grunt snaps him out of it and Dan rushes over to Alloran's side as the last of the changes settle in.] Sorry, sorry, should have been paying more attention. You alright?
[There are few people Dan wants two of on this world as little as Planker, but he knows that a form is just a form. A vessel. He's spent decades kicking it with werewolves and is in a longterm committed relationship with a form-changing Easter Bunny. Any weirdness is dispelled within half a second in his mind, and a task at hand is well-appreciated instead of letting himself get sucked back into terrible memories.
He holds a hand to help Alloran up, a hand ready to catch Alloran if, as Dan suspects, the shift from quadrupedal to bipedal is a little rocky. When Alloran's on his feet, Dan holds a large workout towel out to him for modesty until they can find a large enough spare uniform.]
This ain't your first time posing as a human being, is it?
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Dan realizes pretty immediately that he regrets his impulse to watch Alloran transform, but really, it isn't the visuals that upset him, and it's not that it's "gross". It's the sounds of organs rearranging and disappearing and appearing, bones cracking and contorting, that Dan remembers as if it were yesterday, as if it were five minutes ago, happening to each of his siblings as they perished. For a moment, he feels a cold sweat come over his body, and as if his extremities have all gone numb, his ears ringing, and he reminds himself that he's here, on a mission, here on the Rig. Trauma is a fact, a thing that happened. It's not the present.
He spaces out enough that he doesn't move fast enough to help keep Alloran from falling over when his forelegs dissolve, but the grunt snaps him out of it and Dan rushes over to Alloran's side as the last of the changes settle in.] Sorry, sorry, should have been paying more attention. You alright?
[There are few people Dan wants two of on this world as little as Planker, but he knows that a form is just a form. A vessel. He's spent decades kicking it with werewolves and is in a longterm committed relationship with a form-changing Easter Bunny. Any weirdness is dispelled within half a second in his mind, and a task at hand is well-appreciated instead of letting himself get sucked back into terrible memories.
He holds a hand to help Alloran up, a hand ready to catch Alloran if, as Dan suspects, the shift from quadrupedal to bipedal is a little rocky. When Alloran's on his feet, Dan holds a large workout towel out to him for modesty until they can find a large enough spare uniform.]
This ain't your first time posing as a human being, is it?