Ankyra Sound Mister Doorman, stop teasing, I'm freezing out here

If only Wylla knew about the importance of that pool of water to Caiaphas, she would have splashed around a little more, maybe even pissed in it. She regarded the haggard sea witch across the lowly lit cavern with her expression suspended somewhere between outright distaste and mistrust. This creature had stolen her brother from her and made of him a stranger; what forgiveness was there in her heart for such a wretched thing?

Her gums tugged into a flat line as she stepped out of the pool, shaking her hind legs as she went, and then turned a slow circle to stand facing the former siren queen. Caiaphas looked a lot more menacing in the soft blue glow, but so did Wylla. Maybe. That, or her face was just one big white stripe that disappeared between her ears. How should she know what she looked like? "How does it feel?" Wylla asked with flashing eyes, though she didn't bother to elaborate on her meaning.