I gave a slow, dramatic shake of my head, as if genuinely pitying her.
"If I'm going to be stuck in your body, we're going to have to address this once more… design limitation."
Still, the victory of finally slipping free from that hold made the roast taste even sweeter. My shoulders ached, my back tensed from contorting in ways I'm pretty sure were not medically advisable, and my breathing was shallow from the effort. But at least now I could move, and more importantly, check what I needed to check without someone's arms locked around me like a clingy octopus.
I glanced down. Kairi's chest — medium, certainly serviceable — and I felt a laugh rise that I could not help being smug about.
