Fell ruler? Raksura? He's not sure what any of these things are, but from his tone he can assume it's some species that Stone hates. Maybe a rival clan? Either way the thought that this isn't permanent is reassuring.

"How long did it last? When you became something else?" Because it's been long enough that Kuai is tired of this. He either wants it to go away and he reverts to normal, or fully change into whatever dragon-y thing this is.

"There's something wrong with my back, where my ribs connect to my spine feels like it didn't finish forming. It's been a few days now and nothing has gotten better." He manages a grimace-tainted smile. "It has not gotten worse either. So there is that. What were you saying about time distorting for you? Going slower than it should?"