There was nothing comforting about teeth latching onto her trunk, but thankfully he didn't piece her nose. As the water slipped away once more, she was released and forgotten, which left her with the ability to simply observe and consider things. There was an attempt on adding constant pressure. Something about the idea of using magic to perform this seemed... flawed. She looked around, finding a nicely shaped rock that looked close enough to the size of the siphon.
I wonder... if this would work. She scooped it up, straining a little at it's weight compared to her youthful strength. She packed it to the door, then dropped it before using her feet to shove it forth into the siphon, hoping this would be the right kind of pressure. As she shoved and pushed, she muttered words, rolling her eyes. "Magic of the rocks... puh." Nobody needed to hear or be an audience to her action; she was good enough for herself.
Success came with far too much effort which left her feeling a little tuckered out. It barely managed to squeeze into the spot, which she stared at as she immediately began to back away and silently hope for no more wall and waves of water.
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OOC: u kin do eet
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