Matthew sniffed, trying to wipe away the cursed tears, "I-I'm fine, I-I-I just can't handle snakes and my..." He tried to keep another sob down, holding a hand over his face, "My power refuses to corporate, I just need a minute or two." It might take a minute or two to stop crying, but his transformation could last at least an hour. The boy was shivering not only from his fear of the reptile but because he was a little cold. Matthew's transformation had made his pants slide down on one side, his coat touching the ground around him. His hands were trapped in his sleeves and his chest was slightly exposed. It really was unpleasant.