"Your current proximity should be fine," he says, shutting his door and then beginning to transform. Metal plating expands and rearranges, spinning and clicking into place. Orion is kneeling when he assumes his base form, just to be careful, but at his full height he is at least fifteen feet tall.

He crouches down a bit lower, glancing around the area carefully.

"It is a pleasure to meet you more appropriately," he says.

He might offer to shake hands or something but it would be kind of ridiculous with their respective hand sizes.