During the hour-long fitting, Jake and Sarah's physical and mental transformation was still ongoing. Sarah's eyes were now a very light brown, and her skin a little more tanned.
Jake's skin had also darkened slightly and his already blue-green irises had begun to become enriched with a nebulous mixture of silver and gold. The roots of his hair were also the colour of pale gold over several millimetres, or golden silver for want of better adjectives.
His nails were still turning into claws, and his new teeth had begun to grow under his gums. The Myrtharians had a dentition capable of renewing itself over and over again. Even if this was not the case, a simple nap underground in a sunny spot would have regrown his teeth in a few days.
Psychologically, he felt wonderfully well. He didn't have that dreaded feeling that he was no longer himself. He felt confident and capable of facing anything, but that didn't take away his judgment and his ability to make rational decisions.
