[Something that may eventually be recognizable as Screw you, Bowie comes out of Cassel's mouth, as he continues the change. At least he's figured out how to do it with clothes, although admittedly these are going to be full of tiny dog-tooth-shaped holes.]
[Once he's mostly human again, he grabs Bowie by the scruff of the neck and stares at him with weary patience.]
[Spam]
[Once he's mostly human again, he grabs Bowie by the scruff of the neck and stares at him with weary patience.]
Bad dog. Let go.