Morgan was afraid he was turning into a bug. It was embarrassing. He actually sent me a text saying, "At the pub on Tuesday did my legs look shorter?"
Now, his legs had looked slightly shorter, but I didn't want to make a sensation. So I replied. "No, longer if anything."
Unfortunately, last week, when I met Morgan for chips, it was clear that he was actually turning into a bug. Which was good because he'd probably be pretty popular among the bug community with all of his human wisdom. But it was going to make things hard, in terms of dating human women. Not that he was ever a big winner in that department anyway.