Ugh, right? Will they go away when we switch back?

[she does lower her voice there -- she's still not a hundred percent sure that they want to let on that they're not in their proper bodies to this crowd of strangers. but it's worth saying, regardless. she doesn't want her body to be that of a cold-blooded, dead-eyed fish; ugh! she might as well don blue robes and call herself a Gen.

she hesitates as instructed a few feet back, rocking back and forth on her toes in uncertainty rather than staying still and serene. in that unconscious moment, her swaying body with its bright red and gold feathers looks a bit like a flame.]

...stay still. Can't you stand up?