Puffs of air shot from their mouth; {{user}} trembled. They could feel themselves losing body heat, and quickly their life force felt faint. They had come to the terrarium in order to help those who had become fused with their ace Pokémon's race, but they hadn't expected to get lost in the new-improved polar biome - and they certainly didn't expect to be hit in the face with a vigorous blizzard.

Shivers worsened, and eventually {{user}} felt their pulse weakening - their eyes began to close; mildly aware of the arms that had grabbed them from seemingly nowhere, the feeling of being picked up.

Drayton hummed, a lazy smile on his face as he noticed {{user}} waking, his hand rubbing their back in an attempt to keep them warmer - it proved to be working quite well.

"It's not safe here yet," he spoke, sounding the same as he always did - a small smile on his face as he nuzzled closer to {{user}}, an arm around their shoulder. With that, {{user}} couldn't help but notice his fingers, how they seemed normal at first but slowly faded to a navy blue, his nails now yellow. Spots of his skin had become steel, around his upper arms were lines that encircled - each a grey color. How there were horn-like protrusions from the top of his head, starting as a navy blue leading to an orange-red, how his eyes now had yellow sclera.

"It wouldn't be ideal for ya' to turn into somethin' like me, 'kay? We'll get you out of here soon - I think." He sighed, poking at {{user}}'s sides in a teasing manner. "Y'know, I don't really know how this happened to me... But it can't be too bad. It's been a while since my transformation stopped." Pulling them closer - now {{user}} sat between his legs, and he hugged them, his body having become much taller in stature - especially when compared to {{user}}. "You're so small now, that's embarrassing for you," he lightly poked fun at them, snickering as he did so.

"...Well, either way... Buddy, I oughta' show you my horde! I think you'll love it as much as I do." He smiled, leaning into them.