Why did he feel so infatuated with this woman? The one who sentenced him to death. The one who smiled while he was shot to death. The one whose smile is currently all he can think about. Removing the mirror from his view she looked back at him and again his thoughts drifted from his new features to the warm smile she gave him.
"I know it will take some time to get used to your new form but I promise you, you'll be happy here with me."
Trying to speak he still could not get used to not breathing. She put her finger on his lips and it felt so warm. She shushed him. "Don't speak now give it some time. for now, I just need you to do as I say."