[@KatherinWinter]

The boy went quiet at the minimal answer. Maybe she didn't feel like talking? She had seemed pretty distant since she had placed him back on the ground...it was strange. Had something started bothering her again? Was she thinking about Kyle? What was Kyle doing now, anyway? The questions piled up in his head as he started running to keep up. It really was harder to maintain the same pace at such a smaller size, and he felt a bit relieved as the dining hall came into view. 

For some reason, he didn't want to switch back yet. 

As they entered the building, he tried to stay near his new companion for a while as she wandered, but quickly found himself growing tired after the walk/run just to get there. Eventually, he resorted to trying to climb onto one of the tables so he could at least watch instead. Failing to make his way up the table legs made him stop after a short while, plopping down on the floor and staring up longingly at the tabletop. [color=f49ac2]"There's nothing to grip...I'll have to either wait or become big again..."[/color]