[ yeah, that sure just happened. as gross and nightmarish as the sight was, marco couldn't take his eyes off the melting bear form even if he wanted to. right. not normal. he probably would look less disturbed if she sprouted a second head.

he isn't sure if it's actually comforting to see rachel here again after the grizzly vanishes, because that just means that this rachel-is-sometimes-a-bear thing is actually a thing. however, once she talks in her actual human, vibrating vocal cords voice again, he slowly puts his gun away.

but he's not any more relaxed. ]

Well, gee, Rachel, I don't know, maybe if you didn't spontaneously turn into a bear at me I wouldn't have had to act entirely out of my highly elevated sense of self-preservation and defend my life. So like. How about you answer my freaking question now about WHY WERE YOU A BEAR. Did you get bitten by a radioactive bear? Are there werebears somewhere?