Jason stood there for a minute, panic beginning to set in. Even just the feeling of nervousness was subtly different in Lucy's body; less of a coiled-spring tension winding up inside him and more of a trembling that got worse and worse as the seconds ticked by and he kept thinking about the fix he was in. If his body was really gone...if he really were stuck with his cousin's body...! This whole thing had been a mistake...if only he could go back in time and-
He caught himself, realizing what he'd been overlooking this whole time. Of course - how had he forgotten? This freaky device did have an undo function! All he had to do was hold in the button, and things could go right back to normal. He felt a flood of relief wash over him. "Thank God," he muttered.
Lucy eyed him curiously. She'd removed her head in order to cradle it close to her chest, in what he assumed was an attempt to comfort herself, and was transferring it from one hand to the other while she rubbed the tears out of the corners of her eyes. "Huh? Did you think of something?"
Jason nodded. "Yeah. The device has-" He stopped. "Wait, is my voice higher?"
Lucy nodded thoughtfully. "Oh, right. I cut pretty high on your neck, almost across your chin really, so you've got my larynx right now. But most of the word-shaping stuff happens in the mouth and nose, and it's controlled by the brain, so you sound like a girl version of you instead of me...interesting!" She had already brightened noticeably; that didn't take her long, Jason thought.
He sighed, still noticing the higher pitch of his voice at the moment. "Anyway, remember? In the instructions, it explained how to use the undo function. All we have to do is use that to undo your changes, and things should go right back to the way they were."
Lucy smiled in relief, then frowned. "Aw...well, at least you're not stuck, I guess..."
Jason nodded. "Right. Here, hand it over."
Lucy paused. "Hmm... if we want to roll back something I did, maybe I should be the one to do this... just to be safe."
Jason gulped, momentarily horrified by the idea of rolling back the wrong set of changes and losing the original, like a messed up document in a word processor. "Just to be safe, yeah," he handed Lucy the sword.
"Wait, should we both--" Jason froze as Lucy pressed the button and kept it pressed. He had let go of the handle.
