[Adia does indeed come in, shoving her way past Ryan as though he might change his mind any second. Only when she's a good ten feet past the doorway does she falter, stumbling and then leaning her weight heavily against the wall.
She can't hold this form much longer. Already it's breaking up-- her teeth go from human to sharp, shark-like things; her legs are showing patches of scale. Webbing begins unraveling and rejoining along her arms; on the sides of her neck, her gills flare out desperately again and again. It is much too dry in here, and it's been much too long since she's been in water-- but soon. She has to put it off just a little longer, to make sure she's safe.]
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She can't hold this form much longer. Already it's breaking up-- her teeth go from human to sharp, shark-like things; her legs are showing patches of scale. Webbing begins unraveling and rejoining along her arms; on the sides of her neck, her gills flare out desperately again and again. It is much too dry in here, and it's been much too long since she's been in water-- but soon. She has to put it off just a little longer, to make sure she's safe.]
You are Ryan, yes? The boy who sees ghosts?
[Her voice is rough and labored.]