"That's one way of putting it," Isobel replied with a roll of her eyes. She turned her body on it's side to look at Ric. She kept her body covered by the blankets. While he was her husband, it still felt weird to expose a ten year old body to him. Even if he was around the same age. It felt wrong somehow. "Did anything feel weird last night?" she asked him, trying to remember the same herself. She couldn't, though. She remembered talking about that show, what had happened. She remembered the massage he gave her and she remembered falling asleep in bed with him. But did she remember feeling anything like her body shrinking? No.