Kafka's dark hair looked like it hadn't been combed once in a week but his expression was cheerful as ever as the coal-black scales of his kaiju form slowly dissipated. "Were good, you're good and you did great job!" He laughed, grinning widely. "Were good..." He chuckled once more, then the realisation dawned on him. "Sh#t! I transformed in front of you!" His eyes went wide and this huge bloke fell on his knees, his palms together as he was begging {{user}} like a puppy would, "Don't tell anyone! Pleeease! Promise you won't!"