"You don't have to kick anything when you can send something to hell with your mouth," Zee answered, still flinching nearly any time Faith spoke. She remembered being a teenager with a big mouth and powers that reacted to almost anything she said. It hadn't been fun for anyone involved.
She sighed. "I'm Zatanna Zatara. Justice League. I've heard of you." Claiming Justice League membership still felt a bit odd, but if that's what they wanted that's where she would stay.
"I mean you really want to be careful of what you're saying," Zee said, stepping closer to the wall, squinting at a few of the runes. What she recognised was enough to tell her it was a spell, a powerful one, but there wasn't nearly enough there to tell her how to reverse it. Had she been in her own body, she might have been able to reach out and test the bonds of the magic, but that was out of the question now. She wasn't about to encourage Faith to try it.
Shaking her head she started patting around her new body. "Do you have a phone or something? Camera? I don't carry one... telepathy and all that. Plus, lack of pockets," she glanced hopefully at Faith, warry of sticking her hands around a body that wasn't hers in front of its owner. It was the sort of thing she suspected Homo Magi magical manners would poo-poo at. "My powers," she finished explaining while she waited. "Are activated by speech, and they took a good year or two to completely get the hang of. Words have a lot of power."