Jay huffs out a vaguely surprised laugh at that little bit of truth and picks himself up warily.

"I'm not even hungry, to be honest," he says. "I want to figure this out, I don't want to like get used to this or anything. There has to be someone who can like... help with this. Daine, maybe?"

He has no idea what to suggest, really. They barely know anyone. But this can't just be in a vacuum. There has to be someone who can reverse this. Fuck, he doesn't want to be tiny forever.