-[Shifted] Allie's Aftermath- After a long day of adventures with Reese, Allie is enjoying a moment of brevity. Seated near edge of the table, she leans back, her small feet bare and relaxed as Reese sits beside her, sipping a drink in companionable silence. But the peace is broken when Reese glances down, eyes narrowing at something dark and textured clinging to the soles of Allie’s tiny feet. “Hey Al… What’s that on your feet?” Reese asks, Allie’s recent “mischief” at Normal size has left a trail of casualties stuck to her soles... These were Tinies she had hunted or trapped while at Normal size, now nothing more than mangled remains shrunk down to her current scale. Allie didn’t even look down. She remained relaxed, her expression one of feigned innocence “Hm? Just some dirt…" She murmured. Her voice was casual, almost dismissive. “So hey…” Allie whispered, her voice dropping into a a more teasing, commanding tone. She gestured vaguely toward her foot with a tilt of her chin. “Mind cleaning it up for me? You guys are so much better at it…” Rese exhales a heavy, weary sigh, the sound of someone used to her tiny friend's whims. “As long as you don’t make me lick it again...” she mutters. -- Just now realizing I haven't made Allie do many smushies, which she would have been doing a lot back when I conceptualized her. So I'm fixing that right now. (Also I'm not sure why, but I wrote in her original description when she was first revealed that she doesn't make fellow Tinies go splat. Im not sure what mindset I was in when I had that written, but I'm just gonna go ahead and retcon it back to the original concept...)