[there's a mutant toddler pointing a gun at her. Or, well, he seems like the size of a toddler. She doesn't feel enormous in Marcia's body and it's not like she's had a lot of things she could check scale against. Trees, but lots of trees aren't all that big. Long-necked dinosaurs, but not all of those were - are? - looming behemoths, there probably were ones with bodies as big as horses.
Maybe this is a small mutant.]
How should I know, pipsqueak? It was dark, now I'm here. [She inhales audibly through her heavy snout.] Ugh, this place reeks.
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Maybe this is a small mutant.]
How should I know, pipsqueak? It was dark, now I'm here. [She inhales audibly through her heavy snout.] Ugh, this place reeks.