Gabe shakes his head and casts about, trying to find a way to explain it. Even on the night he fell into the ocean, the transformation hadn't hurt. It had been as instinctive as drawing up his arms to shield himself from a dodge ball.
"It's like when you hold your breath for a few seconds. It doesn't hurt, but you're kind of relieved to breathe out? It feels like that?"
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Date: 2015-08-30 07:36 am (UTC)"It's like when you hold your breath for a few seconds. It doesn't hurt, but you're kind of relieved to breathe out? It feels like that?"