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[grivences]

"Are you okay...?" It might be a loaded question, given what they're all being forced to go through, but she still feels like it's worth asking all the same.

Jim was about the same height as Robin, when they first met. But now that she's started changing, she's shrunk about half a foot. So, she has no hope of peering over the top of the cubicles like he can. "Sure. It's as good a plan as any, I guess."

[crazyequalsgenius]

"Yeah, surprisingly." He made a face, as though he wasn't sure how to feel about that. "It just felt like ... a joy buzzer kind of thing, or that feeling you get before you shudder. Only stronger."

He makes his way through the cubicles, checking a few here and there to see if there's anything helpful or useful (there isn't).

"Okay, so - I don't know how to bring this up casually, but: is it just me or have you gotten ... smaller?"

[grivences]

Robin follows suit, peering into the cubicles they pass to see if any of them holds a clue or a key to their escape. But she can't help but roll her eyes at his question.

"Yeah... Whatever kind of monster I'm turning into this time, it's blue, spiky, and short."