"Hunh." If Xander were randomly little again, then this could (a) be someone's kid who showed up on the Island, or (b) an adult who is now randomly small again too. God, this still messed with her head, every time. Now she was hoping they hadn't been playing with power tools. "And you're right. That's not nice. That's why we have peace talks. And the Olympics."
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Date: 2008-08-04 04:43 am (UTC)