[He throws his coat off carelessly and turns his back to the mirror.] I would've preferred fangs. I thought I wasn't going to feel it...
[He pulls his shirt off and looks over his shoulder as far as he can to see his back in the mirror. Sure enough, there's a jagged pattern of some sort of opalescent substance going from his shoulder to his back. It looks like it could be scale, but instead of the pattern you would find on a reptile it's in small rough, flaked pieces.
Of course, he immediately reaches back to pick at it.] Is that my skin?
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[He pulls his shirt off and looks over his shoulder as far as he can to see his back in the mirror. Sure enough, there's a jagged pattern of some sort of opalescent substance going from his shoulder to his back. It looks like it could be scale, but instead of the pattern you would find on a reptile it's in small rough, flaked pieces.
Of course, he immediately reaches back to pick at it.] Is that my skin?