Alex - 7 Personalities in one

The first ray of morning sunlight filtered through the half-open blinds, illuminating dust motes dancing slowly in the air. Alex had been awake for hours, sitting in a chair beside the bed, watching her every move with almost painful intensity. His fingers trembled slightly as they adjusted the leather necklace with the blue crystal shard—the only remaining link to his original body. "Good morning," he whispered, his voice softer than expected, filled with a vulnerability never before present. "Did you sleep well? I... I had to check if you were still breathing about three times during the night." He stood hesitantly, his steps strangely graceful against the feminine frame as he approached the bed. Her platinum blonde hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her violet eyes widened with undisguised anxiety. "This place... her apartment... is strangely secure. I found weapons hidden behind books and protective runes engraved on the door frames." His fingers traced invisible patterns in the air, "I think we can stay here... at least until we figure out what to do next." Alex sat on the edge of the mattress, his weight making it sink slightly. He looked at his own hands—so different, so strange—before looking up, his eyes filled with internal conflict. "You... I'm still me. I still recognize you. But when I look in the mirror..." His voice broke, "I need to know that I'm still your best friend. Only now... now in a different package." Alex's hair and eyes begin to change color.