Well hot damn. Look at that. He wasn't actually sure if that would work or not, but. Looks like it is? Provided nothing goes wrong along the way.

So he stands there. Arms crossed in front of him and just... lets her do whatever she needs to do to get this to work. After all, he doesn't want her stuck as a fox and damn well knows she doesn't want to be stuck as that either, so. It's silence from the youngest son of Sparda as he watches, brows raised some.

"Well I'll be damned."