User blog comment:Guildmaster Grovyle/JLE Role Play, Spring 2016/@comment-27161581-20160511134216

''After a few minutes Warmheart returns. She sets the hose in the sink and turns it on. The water rises out of the sink and floats over to Goldfin in a steady stream, the water gently flowing through Goldfin's gills and carressing her neck, before depositing iself down the drain. Warmheart curiously watches the water move on its own, amazed that not a single drop is spilled on the floor or Goldfin's bed.''

Warmheart: "I guess she really is a witch."