Anwei sat down nearly - not too near; her organic-looking dress kept trying to wiggle purple-blue glowing tendrils in all directions. She concentrated on it, and the tendrils sank down and into the water, looking a little abashed.

She slipped her own toes into the water, and sighed in contentment. She glanced over at the unfamiliar woman. "Considerate of Stacy, to let us create this sort of luxury for ourselves."