Kai had felt the presence approach. He could feel the magic prickling in the air. Her pattern was reminiscent of some of the spirits in his world but she was not quite like it. There was a fundamental difference to her, there was a fundamental difference in most things here. Even the ghosts. The thought made him grumble.
When the spirit started to speak, Kai did not at her. His gaze was still focused on the water. Sight was only one way to take in his surroundings. It was inferior to following the flow of mana. Appearances were treacherous, mana was not. "Hmm... I'm filling this water with life," he said in a grumble. There was a quality of the oceans to it, waves breaking to his speech. "There is not enough life in this metal thing." He ushered to the world around him.