"I've been practicing filling a space with a borderline. I understand the idea, but I think there's something wrong with my borderline." As the message plays, Ginia gestures at the pieces of paper on the table with various shapes cut out.

She moves a piece of paper with a circle cut out closer, repeating the same motion as earlier, but this time actually channeling a borderline. The space fills with the shimmer of a borderline, but it's dull and inconsistent. It also feels like it takes more effort to maintain and she quickly dismisses it. Turning in her seat, she casts a new borderline on the ground, signing "Line!" with her right hand to help focus the spell. A borderline springs into place, but it's weak and flickers, a far cry from the solid borderlines she knows she can cast. Ginia frowns as she grabs her phone, but doesn't seem too bothered either.

"I think it has something to do with my current form." Ginia opens her mouth to show off the fangs she's now bearing too.