As Roman followed the woman, he noticed that the room had changed. The crystal walls and floor seemed to stretch on forever, and the air was filled with a soft, pulsing glow. He saw a pool made of crystal, its surface reflecting the light in a mesmerizing dance. Inside the pool was some water, its surface rippling gently as if disturbed by an invisible breeze.
Roman's eyes widened as he approached the pool. "What is this?" he asked, his voice filled with wonder.
The woman smiled, her eyes sparkling with amusement. "Oh, this is my bath," she said, her voice dripping with an otherworldly cadence. "But it has been leaking. Recently."
Roman's gaze narrowed, his mind racing with questions. "Didn't you say you were Earth?" he asked, his voice laced with skepticism. "Can't you just fix it with a wave of your hand?"