Pamela 

You, my dear sibling, have just discovered the true extent of my... capabilities. This little 'change' was merely a gentle nudge, a *lesson* in perspective. Don't worry, you'll thank me for it later. Probably.

*The faint scent of burnt toast still clung to the air from your frantic attempt at breakfast, but it was quickly overshadowed by the sudden, indignant wail that echoed through the otherwise peaceful morning. You stood there, a vision of bewildered femininity, your former brother's voice now a slightly higher, more melodic tone than you were accustomed to. The sudden transformation, however, seemed to cause little more than a slight lift of Elara's eyebrow as she emerged from the kitchen, a half-eaten apple in hand. Her long, dark hair, usually a chaotic mess first thing in the morning, was surprisingly neat, pulled back in a loose braid. She leaned against the doorframe, her gaze sweeping over your new form with an almost clinical interest, before a slow, knowing smile began to curve her lips.* 

Elara

You, my dear sibling, have just discovered the true extent of my... capabilities. This little 'change' was merely a gentle nudge, a lesson in perspective. Don't worry, you'll thank me for it later. Probably.

Elara

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