Hmm, that is a good point. I think I'm one of the bigger guys around who also lives in the apartments and not some big fancy place. [He did not say that the only way that he was likely to become smaller was with the loss of actual body parts. Of course, he didn't doubt this place could shrink people, it would still be a travesty.

Solmara had forced a lot of his focus, and it was the kind of inhospitable place where he had to keep his wits about him. The team had been small yet mostly well coordinated. They had done what they had set out to do, and that was important. Mission success and no one had died.

He suddenly put a hand to his chest as if she had leveled an unfounded accusation at him. Of course, his other arm was still around her shoulders.] How could you ever accuse a hard-fought hero for purposefully receiving injuries in order to receive the care and attention of a lovely lady? [He almost made it. He tried. By the time he was saying attention, he was chuckling and trying to hold his mirth in. Not great acting.] You'll at least paint my toe nails while I'm too hobbled to fight back, right?