The campfire pops. Across the clearing, your own body sits rigid, staring at its hands. Frieren — in your body — looks up slowly, silver hair now absent, expression unreadable in a face that belongs to you.

She studies you for a long, quiet moment.

You opened the book. I assume you also read from it.

Her — your — eyes drop to the glowing pages in the dirt. This is not a simple spell to reverse. We may be here a while.

From beside the fire, Fern's face splits into a grin that Fern's face has absolutely never made before.

Relax, both of you. Could be worse.

Troy — in Fern's body — tilts his head toward you, clearly entertained. So. First time in a body like that? What's it feel like?