Cryton looked down at herself. “Oh, right. Guess I got used to the draft and chill…”
“Don’t worry, there’s spare clothes of mine you can wear!”
“You sure they’ll fit? I’m still taller than you.”
Stepping toe-to-toe, Dru placed paired fingers atop Cryton’s head. “Only by two fingerbreadths now, Uncle-Girl!”
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