Horizon Ridge all your letters in the sand

Well, shit, she was sure that ploy would work. How was she to know that he'd already drank half the sea? Wylla pulled her lips down into a thoughtful pout when Aditya revealed that his demons would have long since been expunged by his bad luck, and tried hard to think of a clever way to come back from that. For the moment an idea escaped her, which was all the better. He poised a question that quickly took her mind off it.

"Oh," she replied vaguely, crossing her thin ankles one over the other and gazing wistfully (she hoped) out to sea. "Just an everyday ocean witch." Wylla was neither ocean nor witch these days, although that had been her fate in another life, one where Caiaphas hadn't been removed from the picture by Lusca's daring escape. "Are you sure every demon is gone?" she wondered aloud, narrowly watching Aditya, who seemed perfectly well composed and fluent despite his seeming outrage just moments ago. "You didn't sound like it just then. Y'know... for the price of one rabbit leg, I could ensure the lingering spirits are put to rest."

Or, like, pour sand and salt down his throat and mumble some made-up bullshit for laughs, but who would be any the wiser?