"Curse it." Ramses grumbled. This body was so much weaker than he was used to, softer too. And there was the enormous belly, that was only going to grow larger.
He (or should he start referring to himself as 'she'? It was so confusing!) hadn't been this short since he was fourteen, and it was quite strange looking up at Calleigh's (his!) face. He brushed the hair out of his eyes and waddled along with her help, keeping off the ankle as much as he could. "Thank you."