The elephant in the room.
Transcript
Gillie is surprised by the transcription on her phone, and looks up confused. Idrisah stares at Talita, coming to a sudden realization.
Idrisah: …You have species dysmorphia!
Talita hunches with a hand on the floor, other hand tightly gripping her arm. She says nothing, her eyes tracing the ceiling of the apartment that's half a meter too low for her to stand up in, full of furniture too small for her body.
Idrisah: That’s… pretty common in cross-species adoption cases, isn’t it? Why didn’t you say anything?
Talita scowls and looks away, face bristling.
Talita: Because it’s stupid and humiliating and has no solution.
Gillie: (ASL) Dysmorphia? Do you want to be a human?
Talita: That’s—not… Uh. Well...