Once he'd gotten out of the shower Jon dried off, ruminating about the changes his body was undertaking, and covered himself with that towel, deciding that he may as well cover his budding breasts just in case that was actually what was happening. He then opened the door to find a bathrobe on the floor at his feet. It was his old blue one, the one he normally didn't use and which was at one time just barely big enough to cover him, but when he tried it on now he found that it fit just fine, affirming that yes, he was getting smaller, which was disappointing since he hadn't really been very big to begin with.
He made it back to his room and had gotten into his next energy bar when his mother came in after him.
He was surprised by her appearance. It didn't look like he'd need to worry about his parents being Purists at all, since his mother appeared to have some cat in her, if he judged the tail right.
He must have been staring, because after a moment of looking at him his mother smiled, "What's the matter? You look like you've never seen me before?"
Catching himself, Jon decided to try his best to cover his slip, "Sorry, it's just... is that what I'm going to look like?"
Sharon Wright nearly blinked at this, then smiled with something of a sigh as she moved on her son, "Oh don't worry, I'm sure you'll be just perfect. Girl or boy, you'll always be perfect."
Jon thought for a moment, then grinned wryly, "That's the cheesiest thing I've ever heard."
Sharon chuckled, "That doesn't make it any less true. Now, just go ahead and sleep in that, and try to sleep on your side in case you really do grow a tail, we don't want it cramping up before it's even fully grown, do we?"
Jon sighed, "Fine." He then finished his energy bar and popped a knockout pill from its blister pack, moving it between his fingers for a moment before picking up a convenient glass of water and sticking it in his mouth and swallowing the water.
He then made it to bed and his mother left him there as he curled up on his side.
Once she was out of the room Jon decided that the pill didn't taste good, and reached over to recover his stone.
Quietly, literally not even using his voice box and barely passing any air through his throat, thus keeping his mother's feline ears from picking up on his words, Jon whispered to the stone, "I wish I knew everything I should know up to this point."
As the information download began Jon reached back for his glass, he then finished off the water and the pill, not giving the new information in his head any time to settle before he'd rolled back to his original position, the darkness claiming him once again.
