[It could never be said that Oona wasn't vain, and she practically glows with pride under the praise and Makoto's awe. hell yeah, her tail is beautiful and she's beautiful and if only those damn scars weren't everywhere...

No, there wasn't any time to dwell on that.]

That man who came, who flooded the city? Talked with him. He and I are very alike. [Well, they're not human at least.] We made a deal, and he gave me my scale back so as to transform again!

Ah... Of course, will have to be human again when water disappears... [her life is truly suffering.]