Claire jumps, as soon as the words slip from her— his— lips. In spite of trying her best to hold back on speaking at all, the surprise is just too much for her to handle, Claire tilting her head as she takes in all of it. Somehow, it's the little details that she notices first. She's pretty sure that she's not as fit as Maxxie looks right now (the difference isn't extreme, but somehow Maxxie's face looks slightly more narrow, arms a bit more toned. More immediately is the shock of Maxxie's hair, the sight of the short crop hitting Claire in the gut, before she realizes that maybe they didn't simply switch bodies after all.
"Um," she begins with a deep breath, wincing at the voice that she hears, one not at all her own. "Please tell me that you're Maxxie. I think— I mean, unless we're playing magical bodies, which would suck, I'm guessing that the two of us just..."
Claire's gaze drops down to Maxxie's feet. "...actually, you know what, I don't think I have a simple explanation for this one."
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Claire jumps, as soon as the words slip from her— his— lips. In spite of trying her best to hold back on speaking at all, the surprise is just too much for her to handle, Claire tilting her head as she takes in all of it. Somehow, it's the little details that she notices first. She's pretty sure that she's not as fit as Maxxie looks right now (the difference isn't extreme, but somehow Maxxie's face looks slightly more narrow, arms a bit more toned. More immediately is the shock of Maxxie's hair, the sight of the short crop hitting Claire in the gut, before she realizes that maybe they didn't simply switch bodies after all.
"Um," she begins with a deep breath, wincing at the voice that she hears, one not at all her own. "Please tell me that you're Maxxie. I think— I mean, unless we're playing magical bodies, which would suck, I'm guessing that the two of us just..."
Claire's gaze drops down to Maxxie's feet. "...actually, you know what, I don't think I have a simple explanation for this one."