By the time Steph had began her combination dinner, Xix was already scanning the walls of her gallbladder. The scale of things was starting to make him feel as though he had shrunk since entering the body, but perhaps he had simply overestimated his size after so long in the comfort of his ship.<br/>He certainly didn't feel big now, though. The incessant churning and gurgling from Steph's diligent digestive system served as a reminder that he had been tossed into this world without effort or even notice. Despite his potential to impact the health of each system, he could barely even be food to the being around him. The significance and insignificance of things being so dependent on context, rather than size, holds his focus until the scan is in. He checks the results, now actually looking around the organ to spot what it reports.