Daine frowns down at the balls clustered below her. "Spidrens aren't very pleasant, either," she says quietly. "They're intelligent, but just... nasty. There's no living with them."
But, like Andrew, she seems to have retained her personality. Granted, she's only seen one other person turn themselves into an immortal, and Ozorne wasn't a very nice man to begin with. There wasn't much goodness to sour when he became a stormwing, so she doesn't know if it's normal or not to still be yourself if you become one of the more unpleasant immortals.
"I don't know if changing into one should've changed me or not," she admits, "but I still feel like myself. Except for all the legs." She can't help making a little noise of disgust at that.
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But, like Andrew, she seems to have retained her personality. Granted, she's only seen one other person turn themselves into an immortal, and Ozorne wasn't a very nice man to begin with. There wasn't much goodness to sour when he became a stormwing, so she doesn't know if it's normal or not to still be yourself if you become one of the more unpleasant immortals.
"I don't know if changing into one should've changed me or not," she admits, "but I still feel like myself. Except for all the legs." She can't help making a little noise of disgust at that.