A simple moment is all that took in order for them to change from mortal to celestial, and vice versa. Somewhat shaking as it was still cold, even tho the sky was clear and filled with sunshine, Orion still kept his eyes pointed at his brother, even tho he was Akalak now, he was none the less of a brother to him. Simple beeze covered the beach with it`s cooling power, not much bigger than dipping one`s self into the cool water of the ocean, it kept all of the no so numerous hairs on Orion`s body to stick up in their desperate struggle to deffend that little warmth they held so dear, that little warmth that Syna graced them with.
He was done inspecting the Akalak in front of him, and yet somehow he was curious, was his change still the same as usual, still quick, still correct? His gaze drifted down onto his now bigger hands, only to find them as odd, yet as plain as they were every time. He sighsed in sheer relaxation before raising both his head, followed by his gaze, back towards Taithrosa. Shrugging without any reason, but simply to check if his shoulders were still functioning, Orion was now litsening to what the man in front of him had to say. It all made perfect sense, not even Orion would dare to be embarassed by his own mortal figure if he had lives of others in his hands, but the way he currently was, all he got from that sentance was envy, some guilt, but also some warm feeling of security that the whole term "hands of a healer" flashed in his mind.
It did not take him too long to speak, but when he did, it was as slow and as lyricial as ever: "I see.... so that would make you a warrior as well as a healer, pretty impressive" he made himself succumb to the silence for a moment before going on: "Only those who have the power to give life should be allowed to take it, i admire you for that" bowing his head in shame as he had neither of those powers, Orion still did not understand why is every single one of his sentances so far fetched, so meaningful yet hollow.
"I draw, not nearly good enough for my age, i make maps, i tell these mortal fools how it was back home, how it still is..... yet i can`t even compare the things i do to the things you do" this was truth in it`s most basic form, shame, mixed with fear and all of those ugly feelings that kept rushing through his head. "Don`t mind my odd manners of leading a conversation, it`s just been so long since i talked to an Ethaefal, yet im glad i got the chance to repeat the deed, and to reexpirience the feeling" there was not much more to say, as he already blabbed out too much, he simply made his lips become as one again and gave his mind back into the curiosity that haunted his every thought.