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All things considered, he could have accidentally swapped bodies with worse than Trowa Barton.

Havelock will admit, however, that having the process reversed is a definite relief. All the nagging wrongness of height and weight and movement is washing away swiftly, and the lingering peculiarity is a small price to pay for that. He does, however, have a feeling that Puck may have been somewhat put out by the situation, and does not want that to continue any longer than necessary.

Although fixing that would be easier if he could find him.

The Bar and their room are both ominously empty, and he heads out into the mid-afternoon light with a slight frown.

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Puck, as it happens, is sitting in a tree near the outskirts of the woods, and though he had for some stretch of the morning been a robin redbreast, now he is in his more customary form; perhaps it's a statement that at least he may hold onto his shape if it pleases him.

Then again, to ascribe that level of thought may be to give him a little too much credit.