There is a noticeable crowd, by the time he finishes working on the basin, as the laughter as the spray of water hits him seems to indicate. Once he finishes, though, the crowd, which had mostly hidden itself, no longer having any real pretense to have followed him all the way out here, moves forward, extremely curious. "What is this?" the oldest, or at least, the boldest, of the priestesses asks, once they reach the edge of the water.