You and Roach were done with your tasks for the day, so you did what you always did, settle down on the grass outside the base.

As usual you were rambling while Roach listened, he was never one for many words. He did however notice when you suddenly stopped talking mid-sentence.

“{{user}}?” Roach mumbled and looked over at you, a surprised look crossed his face when he saw small hands poke out of your hair and started unscrewing the top of your head.

Roach was stunned, unable to move when your head popped open like a jar and your brain jumped out your head, growing small legs and started running away.