Newt can't help but lean back a little in caution as the plating and metal starts to shift and move. He's only seen one transformation, and he knows they can do it, but it's always super fascinating when they do. It reminds him of plastic toys of jaegers they brought out that had vehicle modes for some reason, that were always super hard to get into the right positions.

He stares up at the green light pouring out of the chest of the now humanoid crab, his face lighting up in the glow with curiosity and fascination. He stands, to get a better look, mumbling to himself that would usually go straight into the dictaphone--if he had it on.

"Okay, you totally got me there. I don't have that."