She stammers for a moment, taking in the shock of seeing her brother the size of an ant jumping up and down on her left foot. After taking a deep breath, she tentatively bends down and looks closer. It IS John (she has rather good eyesight).
"How..- I mean, what- I, uh..." Rather than trying to piece together a sentence, she instead oh-so-carefully picked her tiny brother up in her hand. Laid out in her palm, she looked down on him with curiosity.
"Can you hear me?" John shouts while Amy just manages to make it out.
"Barely, yes. How did you get shrunk?" She raises an eyebrow.
"Aaron's machine over there." Amy looked over to the larger of the two devices.
"Really? Wow, it works, huh?"
"Obviously..."
"Well, that's worthy of a Nobel prize or something..."
John audibly clears his throat loud enough for her to hear. "Little help getting me back to normal."
Amy seems distracted or ignoring her ant-sized brother.
"You're gonna help, right?"
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