"That's what?" It's difficult to believe what he's seeing, and one hand reaches down to brush against-

Yes, those are scales; dark, sleek, and warm to the touch. Really, it's not the strangest he's ever had in all of his years, but it certainly wasn't something he was even expecting to come up on Earth. Back down in Hell, perhaps, but not in the mortal plane.

"I think 'new' is an understatement," if he sounds a bit cross it's merely because he's trying to figure out how to slide himself off of the reaper and it's taking a bit more concentration than he'd like to admit. Eventually he manages to right himself and pull away, resting back on his new tail and examining the change with a raised brow. "If you were bored darling you could have just said something."