At this point the changes aren't as intense as he knows they could be. Mostly it's the mossy fur in places (or furry moss?), the lion like ears, the tail. Tiny shimmering replicas of his gem decorate his face and arms like freckles. He blushes at her scrutiny, having almost forgotten any how weird it all is for the moment.

It sets him back a little, at he tries to keep calm and make sense when he explains it, because he really doesn't want her to think it's as bad as it looks.

"N-No! It's... not. It's not corruption, it's just... kind of complicated. But it's okay! I mean, I'm okay. It isn't hurting me."

He knows some other people are less happy about it.