Cryton took a barefoot stride and nearly fell. “Walking is weird, are my legs right?”
“They look fine,” Dru grunted, bracing her.
She scrunched her face. “Really?”
“I think you just need to get used to being shorter!”
Cryton’s wet soles left the ice as they reached the spring’s bank.
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