All at once, Erich finds himself shrinking down to a more acceptable size for the environment. It shakes a startled laugh out of him, as does Themis' immediate over-apology.

"No, no. It's quite all right. It just feels funny. Not bad though." He's had magic done on him plenty, and he's used to the odd tingle it carries in his experience. He wonders briefly if it feels different for everyone. He's already feeling better from being light-headed.

"I've never seen you fret so. There, there." He rubs his palm against the emissary's back lightly.