(it takes less than a minute. there's no blood, nothing to account for this minute lost, only that the blob of several limbs is now a young boy, tinier than her, in a black kimono. his features are gentle, androgynous if it weren't for the shape he decided upon, and his voice is sweet. long eyelashes bat once he's back on two feet only, kneeling in front of the girl that hides her sights from him.)
There, there. I'm in one piece now. My apologies for startling you like that.
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There, there. I'm in one piece now. My apologies for startling you like that.