When he moves his submerged limbs, raising an arm out of the water, he is momentarily distracted by the fact that it seems to be covered in hair. White, wet hair, someone else's, the same colour as the water, which it simultaneously is, and —

Oh. Good, this is exactly what he wanted to do with his afternoon.

Wolfgang winces, but pain is — while not something he would choose to use as a focus, there is a reason it's so popular among mages of his type: it works well. What also helps: she, this spirit, has the same idea. Acquiring a human mouth in order to tell these people who keep coming into her river getting their shit everywhere —

"Get out!" she says, using his body. That is definitely a woman's voice, accent as close to native as Baedal gets.