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"I'm down here," he repeated, carefully coiling himself and looking up at her. If he worked at it, Ayame could hold his head maybe eight or nine inches off the floor. "That's right, the snake. It's a family curse," he explained. "I'm possessed by the spirit of the Snake - the transformation was triggered when you ran into me."

Well, he couldn't put it much plainer than that. Hopefully he wouldn't have to rush to the library and look up memory charms or anything.