"Ai!" he scowled, "I did not wish--" but he had, hadn't he? He'd told Lady Maryanne that he wouldn't mind being a woman, as there was nothing to be ashamed of about it. And here he was! A woman. His wife, aye! Which was far more pleasing than being someone else. He blinked, looked down at the body that was not his, the hands that were not his own, and the softness and curves! He blushed and his ears--her ears--tipped awkwardly.
"Ai I did not know you were so short," he said, unable to formulate words beyond that simple statement. "How do you walk anywhere? It took me a whole minute to get here!" But her laugh was infectious, and he broke down with her too, feeling relieved for the moment to be able to laugh about this strange predicament.