Leila pushes open the door which is thankfully large enough to accommodate a creature her size, hoping that the interior would be as she asked for.<br/><br/>Jake jumps and turns to the assistant. "Ah, yeah... I was hoping I'd be the last to go, since I didn't want any predators around when I went through the machine so I could get out of the room without being attacked by someone hungry," he replies, stepping forwards. "Could I please be made into a fletchinder?"