Oh that is exceptionally neat, I will keep that in mind. Except the little fact that I don't seem to have power over my vision anymore?

[ There is a slight little huff that comes from her lips, a hand rises as she attempts to scry or use her hydromancy thusly. The conversation about Jean becomes catalogued in her mind, there isn't much for her to say or share. Jean was indeed, Jean. Though unlike the Bard, Mona wasn't one to watch over people like that unless they asked her for their help. Such was the way of the Great Astrologist. ]

Hm, are there any notable areas you like yourself?