Juliettre could not even feel Tabitha inside the groove of her finger, the once soft pliable muscles and skin of her figner, seeming like vulcanised rubber, hard and unyielding to Tabitha as her finger stroked across Karia, the finger sliding up onto the little girls cheek, giving an opportunity for the thief to be deposited on Karia’s cheek. She thought that perhaps she should have given her a marking spray, to find her if she got lost, and gave a little smile thinking what would happen if she did get lost, the miniature thief being too small to tell anyone or even be seen as she would be trapped forever at that unmanageable size. She gave a look down to Karia again, a little concerned. She did not particular want to enter the dark room with a mad genetically altered scientist inside, but Natasha had gone inside and had requested her to meet her down there. She gave a little gulp as she walked into the shrinking chamber, telling Karia to keep an eye open and keeping her gun hidden underneath her blazer, head looking about wildly as she tried to check every dark nook and cranny to avoid an ambush. She heard the patter of Natasha’s and a couple of guards feet, and thought it would be best to remain in a larger group as she headed towards the sound in a crouched position, head going a little low to the floor.<br/><br/>It did not occur to her that Karia might try anything at the moment, although her pocket was wrapped around her tight making it difficult for her to fly out. It was as if she had been tucked in extremely tightly into a bed as her pulse quickened slightly and chest heaved in and out, forming around karia slightly as it pressed out. She could hear herself getting closer to Natasha and the guards, she soon expected to see them and thought she may as well announce herself to avoid any excitable guards tunring around and taking a pot shot at her, she spoke out at Natasha’s direction, “It’s me Karia, have you found that intruder yet?” she asked as if Natasha was looking for housekeys.