[Permanent? For a moment, she quails, then she gives a small sigh. Her take on this is probably a hell of a ways off from his. So long as she can still pee sitting down, still breathe... what she looks like doesn't matter. And it is sort of nice to be taller.

Her voice falters more than usual now because she is trying to speak in her usual register.] W-we make do? The other, um, erm, the other p-powders wear off. I've h-had- [She hugs her arms over her chest and gives a shiver. It might be manageable, but it is still strange.] A few of the colors.

I-hi-hi'd give you my beard so you could paste it on, but m-my hair might still... hurt p-people. [She laughs weakly.]