Most people didn't have to live day by day with a sort of difference, she supposed. It took getting used to. Like slowly walking into cold water.

That was her theory, anyway. But she figured she ought to put it to the test, considering the trust he'd just shown her.

So she did.

Her form rippled a little. Like an image on the surface of a pond that had just been disrupted by stones. The colors of her body--pink and brown and red--swirled, transformed. And when the ripple of energy was gone, Ariadne was there, just as she had been a moment earlier. Only...different. Skin the green of an underside of a maple leaf, hair blue as candy floss, lips lavender and bright. Still Ariadne. Just more Ariadne than before.

"Are you frightened by me?" she asked.