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Andromeda had a good look at the new body she was borrowing. She liked the contrast between the purple skin and orange hair, it reminded her of a large flower there were lots of in a place she had been very long ago, a place without puzzles, just lots and lots of trees, hundreds of meters high each. Where had that been? Looking like a flower (in a sense) reminded her of a more recent memory, of slowly turning into a flower. That had been scary, and what was scarier was that she didn’t remember how that had happened. Was it something that could happen again any moment? She shuddered. She brought her attention back to the present and to Corki’s body. The veins under the translucent skin reminded her of the ink smudges on the arms of a different girl, who, she had somehow figured out, was also Corki. Corki had also been a panther... Vague memories of people completely changing appearance were confusing enough by themselves, but now they were taking each others looks while surrounded by mirrors.

She looked at herself in one of those mirrors. The last change was a big improvement over looking like Orion, she was female again and had more or less the right height, shape and avatar stats. “Orion’s look sure is dashing, but I think it suits him better” Andromeda replied to Corki, laughing. “Heh, suits, hehhehheh” she added. “Sorry.” She continued “But look at you, I mean me now. You’re-I am-err-you get what I mean- really pretty. And colourful. Still, I prefer my own body for myself.”

Tom seemed unhappy with the situation they were in, but also somewhat amused by it. He was the only one still in the right body, why was he complaining? Andromeda was glad Orion seemed to understand what was going on in Tom’s mind and managed to motivate him again.

“My backpack only contains a datapad and lots and lots of apples, I’m afraid” Andromeda commented on the idea of looking for rope inside it. “Oh well, at least it should keep us from cannibalism for a while. Until someone wants meat, anyway.” She liked Orion’s joke. It was a joke, right?

“Maybe if two of us hold onto each shoulder strap it will be almost as good as a rope. With the weight of those apples I think we would notice immediately when someone lets go of it” Andromeda suggested.

For a moment she wondered if Corki’s teleportation ability could take her to that glass scepter they were supposed to be looking for. If it could, it might not be possible to return to the group, and judging by Orion’s initial difficulties using her tail, she would probably end up inside a wall anyway.