[A zombie... Well, that narrows it down, and his request makes her less likely to just turn into him. Nott is liable to get overwhelmed by too many choices, otherwise.
She makes a short gesture and, sure enough, she transforms herself into a very gruesome looking, three foot tall zombie. No features are quite discernible through the rotting flesh and lacerations on the disguise, and the clothes are in tatters, but it might be male and has a bit of dark hair left on its head.
She waggles her fingers and waves her arms as if to scare him, if ineffectually.]
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She makes a short gesture and, sure enough, she transforms herself into a very gruesome looking, three foot tall zombie. No features are quite discernible through the rotting flesh and lacerations on the disguise, and the clothes are in tatters, but it might be male and has a bit of dark hair left on its head.
She waggles her fingers and waves her arms as if to scare him, if ineffectually.]