Despite Calla’s lessons on swimming Sisse still wasn’t entirely comfortable with the idea of water - not that she’d let anyone know that. She glanced around for Calla, grateful when she arrived next to her. “Soaking you, if you don’t mind.” She admitted with a bit of a sheepish smile. She wasn’t quite sure she was ready for soaking wet clothes clinging to her as a reminder.

They stepped into the bubble and squared off. “Aqua Eructo.” She cast toward Calla, hoping Calla was successful enough that she wouldn’t end up drenched.