Ianto, breathless in a smaller and finer boned body, came bustling through the front door, wide eyed. A whirlwind in a flowing dress and a coat too big for her... him. Whatever.
It wasn't a bad experience, he had to admit, especially since he still had his own mode of thought, but it certainly was a strange experience. And never before had he realized just how tall he was. Ianto, through new eyes, tipped his head and stared up.
"You .. fill out my body quite well, actually." Soft, feminine voice, but the body refused to twist it into a Welsh accent.
"Well." River -- Ianto -- smiled lightly, habitually moving a hand up to brush away hair that wasn't in the way. She frowned at it, holding it in front of her face like a foreign object before looking at the likeness of herself.
"Meant to fit. Though you seem more than awkward." She bent a little at the waist to be at her height. "Smaller than I thought."
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Ianto, breathless in a smaller and finer boned body, came bustling through the front door, wide eyed. A whirlwind in a flowing dress and a coat too big for her... him. Whatever.
It wasn't a bad experience, he had to admit, especially since he still had his own mode of thought, but it certainly was a strange experience. And never before had he realized just how tall he was. Ianto, through new eyes, tipped his head and stared up.
"You .. fill out my body quite well, actually." Soft, feminine voice, but the body refused to twist it into a Welsh accent.
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"Meant to fit. Though you seem more than awkward." She bent a little at the waist to be at her height. "Smaller than I thought."
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