Nothing like going through the market of the town with a thief for a partner. He just can't keep his grabby little webbed paws off anything that looks interesting to him. Well seems like this time he grabbed the wrong potion bottle and ended up shrunk to the size of a child. You'd think he'd have learned after the last potion he grabbed exploded in his face.
Poor Milano is now left with the chore of cleaning up after the Island's mess and paying for the now spent potion. This will be coming out of the otter's cut of the next adventures profits and most likely out of the otter's hide...