Hajime feels...different. More aware of things, certainly. His own changes have been manifesting themselves more subtly, but it's a clear reaction to a thing to fight, or at least something he needs to defend himself against. He's sporting a couple of interesting piercings--chains ending in hooks hanging from each ear--and his own eyes have turned green. Taking off his shirt would yield the revelation that there was now a glowing green orb in the middle of his chest and that a few patches of his skin were more exoskeleton than not, but he doesn't care about anything like that right now. Lyall's the more immediate problem.

"Just--just take it easy! Maybe get away from the doors and windows..." Hajime didn't really know what they should do, but starting there seemed like a good idea.