[ A mess of snapped branches, thick and solid and torn clear off the trunk when she lands in it. Her fingers dig into the bark, and she makes a plaintive sound. ]

You're a glubbing cheat, you are. You know you are. I want to play in and you're nofin but a ghost.

[ She glubs to herself. ]

The quietest and fastest of ghosts, water you even doing to me? I'll chase and chase and catch air and frozen water and no more.