“So the water choke thing…” I pointed out as she snapped back into reality.
“When I feel really desperate about something, sometimes I feel Mother nudge me in ways that I can’t describe. Don’t mistake me for Cestra, please don’t!” This time she was the one frantically shaking her hands. “I don’t need another worshipper kissing my feet. Instead think of it like Mother helping guide my magic at opportune times.” She did a little jump, her eyes sparkling in delight. She was hiding something, even while trying her best to dumb it down for me.
“So you wanted to protect me?” I tried to wring the truth from her, “and Cestra helped you out?”
She paused for a moment, before giving a happy little nod.