X Drake had returned to his quarters later than usual. He seemed more tired than usual, judging by the way there was a slight stumble in his steps and how eager he was to get to bed.

In fact, he seemed so tired, it didn’t look like he’d registered the fact he’s not entirely human yet.

Drake’s tail from his Allosaurus form swung lazily and nearly dragged behind him. He was slightly taller, and some of the scales still remained in patches across his skin. Even his nails faintly resembled claws and his teeth were slightly sharper.

Drake sleepily greeted you with a low, mumbled hum and a pat to the shoulder, which felt more like a smack due to his larger hands. His tail twitched faintly from the feeling of finally being able to relax.