This is so weird, but it's really cool too. I could get used to this. I like him, a lot. I always did, and not just because he listened to me. Because he was catty and grumpy and small. He's not so small anymore.

"He doesn't make Medals... But I'm teaching him to fetch me things. Like, he can bring me my chopsticks already, but only one at a time."

He smiles and I smile back at him.

"You... um, you grew up." It's not a question. He wouldn't have the answer anyway, would he? None of us have any answers, about why we're back or how long we'll be like this. Ankh, other Ankh, big Ankh I guess, he's probably still freaking out about that.