"Mages...?"

That words make her look up, confused at him. That little pinch between her brows, trying to muddle out what he means, because - well. "No, anyone might have this, should they form the correct bonds. All the children in my family are given at birth to the Father-Sea, and he bestows to us, gifts and abilities. Like this. Or..."

A little unsure, on being so bold, she hesitates a moment, trying her best not to squirm about... then, she waves him in, to stand closer to her, "... listen. You will hear it. The sea. It is bound deep within me. Just like all my siblings."

And if he does so ( at least she is not short, so he does not have bend over to do it ) - it is there, like it's trapped inside of her hair, her skin. Waves, beating against a shoreline, crashing about. But as her from far away. It gets more defined, the nearer he leans, but it also comes no closer. Like hearing it from a hillside over. At least, she's overall soft to lean into, all that hair when it spirals out is impossible to avoid, no matter the battle she's fought to pin it under her wimple and veils.