[...oh. That's...not something Basil had thought about. Max, her body...it's dead. So she is right, in a sense...she can't grow, at least not physically.

But Basil shakes his head a little anyway. He doesn't want to believe that, or think about it that way.]

You're growing up on the inside, though. No matter what kind of monster you are. That...I don't think the Fog God can take that away from you.