Gilia has an observer. Maria's been unable to help herself from investigating the lake upon her arrival, and that's what she's at when she feels -- something. Something prodding at, capturing the water. It's an alarming sensation, so Maria makes it her business to swim quickly to find its source, and ... huh. A human. A human? Someone doing something strange with the water from a shallow depth, anyway. It's a reassuring finding.

The water bursts, the fish go quickly on their way, and Maria rises from the lake smoothly and quietly, like a remarkably inoffensive swamp creature. She's naked -- nearly. She wears some version of a bikini bottom, as well as a tight-fit mask around the bottom half of her face. Water runs down her not-quite-hair, and a few locks of it are brushed aside with a webbed hand.

She tilts her head at Gilia, and eschews any kind of greeting to leap straight for, "Have you never learned to fish?"

Honestly. This seems like so much more work.