As he spoke this last sentence, he noticed something change in her eyes. Like a glint. "Yes", she said, "Yes I did stand on your leg". At this, she smiled, like it was amusing.
She lowered him onto the floor, and pushed him gently off her hand, then raised back up to her full height. They both just stood there for a few seconds, looking at each other. Tanya was looking down at him in front of her toes, silently musing over her options. At the moment though, only one idea stuck in the forefront of her mind. He was a hindrance to her, and he needed to go. The logical and scientific side of her said that she didn't need to kill him in order to get rid of him, she could just walk away. But the fun and more evil side of her said that it doesn't matter if she killed him, out here no-one would ever know and it's not every day a person shrinks to this size. A girl is allowed to have fun, surely?
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