The voice she recognized, but no one in the vicinity was a walking skeleton taller than she, so she continued to cast her gaze about. "Brook? Where...?"

Finally she noticed a man with a distinct afro staring at her and she had to blink back. "It can't be!"

Nothing in their world could have made such a change possible - nothing in all of the literature she'd ever read could reverse the effects of a Devil's Fruit, let alone leave the former wielder alive. Transfer they'd seen, but again that cost one their life. Like him, she was too busy puzzling the situation out to say much more.