My shape shifting friend would always change forms and looks in the slightest of instants.
It was much the same this time, except her dress blew high up and away. She had the appearance I found familiar.
Still maybe five times my height, but looking like one the fashion poses.
She drew me close and at times held me on her lap.
"This is taking longer than I hoped.
The angelic aura is a distraction, but I am up to this.
Maybe I should relate a story or two. To help you pass time while I draw out the residue that caused you to grow.
Let me tell you the tale of: 'The Girls Overwatch Fusillade' ".