Kahroan let her sit him up. It took some effort, but the shirt eventually came off. Underneath, he no longer possessed any mammalian features, save for the little human skin that was left. It was apparent that he was, at the very least, going to be a complete hybrid of man and dragon.
He breathed easier, even as his wings violently reshaped themselves. The process was eventually slowed as the last of his new wing digits snapped into place. He gave them a reflexive flap as the ordeal ended.
"That... was horrible," he huffed with a deeper voice than before, his mouth even less human.