That was the voice she'd been looking for since she woke up in this topsy-turvy laboratory land as a midget. Don't mind her throwing her arms around your neck as soon as he's down on her level. She clings for just a moment then gets a grip on her senses and pulls back, ignoring the sting on her shoulder. She refused to show that it hurt, because she knew Lenny and she knew he hated seeing her in pain. He'd patched her up to the best of his abilities and she was eternally grateful. Without him, she probably would've bled out. Funny how he looked at her wound as a personal failure and she looked at it as a blessing that he'd been there.

"There are freaking blobby monsters lurking in the halls and I'm armed with eight-year-old limbs and lung capacity. Running this much sucks." But she smiles anyway. Leonard instantly makes her feel safe in any situation. "I was trying to find you too. Are you okay?" She looks him over almost frantically. He's so little, and she knows she's littler, but it still seems like such a huge difference. It's been a long time since she'd seen him this scrawny.