"H-holy ess," Sookie very nearly swore, one hand covering her mouth with very real surprise as she stared at her suddenly female brother, not sure whether she should hug him for enduring the trauma so well or if she should just... recoil. Because it was all so very weird. In the end, she decided to compromise by placing a careful hand on Jason's-- the woman's?-- shoulder, patting and hoping he wasn't going to pull his customary move and start crying into her stomach from where he sat.
She still tried to wrack her brain, moving the hand under Jason's chin and turning the unfamiliar face left and right-- the cut of the hair was familiar, but there were probably a fair number of women on the island with a generous brunette bob.
"Wait, so you... don't think it's anythin' like the island just decidin' to turn you into a girl for a day, right? That this is actually someone else's body? 'Cause if that's the case, I don't think that it's so much that you're smarter than the fact that you're probably thinkin' with your upstairs brain, for once. Lord," Sookie squeezed Jason's shoulder again before quickly rummaging through the laundry. Some of the basket was filled with Walt's clothing-- the more innocuous articles, like shirts and shorts, just to help save water-- but Sookie opted instead for finding a bra and clean underpants, also fishing out a robe in the process. "If this is some random woman's body, I don't think she'll be wantin' to wear your stuff once she wakes up. Where... did you wake up, anyway?" In your bed?"
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She still tried to wrack her brain, moving the hand under Jason's chin and turning the unfamiliar face left and right-- the cut of the hair was familiar, but there were probably a fair number of women on the island with a generous brunette bob.
"Wait, so you... don't think it's anythin' like the island just decidin' to turn you into a girl for a day, right? That this is actually someone else's body? 'Cause if that's the case, I don't think that it's so much that you're smarter than the fact that you're probably thinkin' with your upstairs brain, for once. Lord," Sookie squeezed Jason's shoulder again before quickly rummaging through the laundry. Some of the basket was filled with Walt's clothing-- the more innocuous articles, like shirts and shorts, just to help save water-- but Sookie opted instead for finding a bra and clean underpants, also fishing out a robe in the process. "If this is some random woman's body, I don't think she'll be wantin' to wear your stuff once she wakes up. Where... did you wake up, anyway?" In your bed?"