This is my visage. It allows me to interact with mortals, and not destroy the furniture inside their houses.

[ Also, wear fashionable. He turns sideways and loosens his robe, shrugging it off one shoulder. The curse scratches along his back have started to seep blood in places, and the blood is... not quite red. It has a faint, molten glow.

Like magma. ]

It is, however, causing me problems when it cannot be healed. If these get worse I'll be destroying clothing.