[ Oh no. Trouble is, she is - respectfully, mind you - looking. At least she's not totally emaciated this time around, she thinks to herself. Back in the beginning, when she'd just landed herself in Akhuras, it had been after almost a year's worth of living in a tent and being haunted by Horcruxes and hunted by Death Eaters. Plus the final battle - or call it Final Battle, because it had gained that right to uppercase in her head. She'd been skinny, bruised and tired looking.

Not that, after some of the experiences she had in Akhuras she could be called beefed up, but at least she's...okay, so she's not taller.

Bottom line: she wishes that could be her. With the muscled arms. Sigh. ]

Ha - no, the floating them down into my hands is because I can't reach them on the top shelves.

[ Clears her throat, lets out a silly laugh. ] But, uhm - you are - I mean, if that's the result of research in Thedas, I have high hopes. Or should I say tall hopes?