"At present," she says somewhat tartly, although her tone clearly isn't directed at him but the situation. "It's rather more annoying than anything else. I could not remain immune to the particular malice of the island's 'magic' forever."

Joan sighs as she feels her shoulders and head pulling tighter together. "I could wish it had chosen my body rather than my mind to manipulate, but I suppose that's largely the point. Test us where we are strongest or weakest. Finding myself abruptly male for several days would have been alarming, but at least it would have been educational."