Being next to a titan made me acutely, painfully aware of my own size.
It wasn't just a casual realization, the kind you shrug off after a second. It hit me all at once, like my body instinctively understood the difference before my mind could catch up. The gap between us was overwhelming in a way I had never experienced before. I had stood next to tall women before—Meria, Zes, and others who were well above average—but even then, I had never felt this small. With Layla, it wasn't just height. It was presence. Her sheer scale made the air around her feel denser, heavier, as if the world itself had adjusted to accommodate her existence.
It was strange.
Uncomfortable.
And a little disorienting, if I was being honest with myself.
Still, I kept those thoughts firmly to myself. Letting them slip, even by accident, felt like a bad idea.
