Sensing the familiarity of her own room Grishka squirmed playfully, what little she could, sandwiched by flesh that defied physics being soft and firm at the same time. "You'll always be the bigger one so long as I'm the one you're comparing." She muttered in her chipmunk tone. Her hand held high, a snow of white light swirled around it as she brought it down and snapped her fingers, the light fleeing as she regained her size.<br/><br/>Able to hoist herself atop her matress, she was entirely focused upon Vilo. "Kaitlea may or may not have been sincere about leaving you to decide your own fate. Terrance's room houses another passageway to Her chamber. I suggest sleeping here tonight..."