Seaspray shakes themself off, quiet as they look down at their limbs, giving their wings a test flap. It takes them a moment to realize just how massive their body is, the scale apparently carrying over from their old body.
Jasper, unable to contain themself, yells a startled holy SHIT.
Marvel chastises them for language and looks around, admiring Seaspray's new form. It appears that for the most part, everything seems well put together…some strangeness, namely in how this form deviates from the corpse, in both shape and size… how curious.
Jasper gets a grip, approaching and asking the hybrid how they’re doing, after all that.
Seaspray laughs, the happiest you’ve heard them.
They’ve never felt better. A bit sore, maybe…
They stretch out, almost flexing.
But this is a LOT more like it.