Reyhan walked down the corridor in Sylphia's petite body.
"I was amazing back there," he said enthusiastically, and—without a hint of shame—he began moonwalking in a zigzag across the marble floor, complete with Earth-style pop star hand gestures.
[Host, can you stop? That's extremely inappropriate to do with her body.]
Reyhan stopped and looked at the window beside him. Sunlight reflected off Sylphia's small figure—her uniform neat, her serious face now beaming with a wide smile as she bent backward like she was performing a solo concert.
"…Yep. That's embarrassing."
He immediately covered his mouth with his right hand and cleared his throat. "Ahem. Sorry, you're right, System. I got a little too excited about being able to walk again."
