Whitefish River capsize

For a moment Jilaiya had lost herself, felt like she was being carried away by the river and taken far away from her responsibilities. However there always seemed to be someone around to snap her back into the reality she tirelessly tried to escape from. The voice that tore her from her fantasy was an unfamiliar one and the porcelain hairs along the female's spine stood in a nervous frenzy. The first words the male spoke we're not registered and went on to be ignored, but his name however was mentally stored in her filing cabinet of skeptical strangers. 

"Jilaiya" she said nervously, ears pressing atop her crown. It somehow went completely unnoticed to the female that she was much more timid without her brutish bodyguard to back her up. Perhaps deep down she had realized it and simply did not want to admit it. Amaimon had been around her for so long he was a part of her, and without him she could not be herself.