Ahnasha crossed her arms defensively, though quickly realized that she probably should be getting undressed if she wanted to sell the illusion that she actually wanted to swim. "It's not murder if they attack me. Besides, if we do survive this war, we kill people all the time. It's just a part of our lifestyle. The world will never run out of bandits, highwaymen, or other scum, and it won't be hard to find them if we ever go back to living in the wilds."

Once undressed, Ahnasha turned and took a few steps into the water. It was certainly cool, but not unbearable. "And, well, white souls can...technically work. It just takes a lot more of them, unless they are grand white souls, but those are even harder to come by than black souls."