She looks very unhappy. She doesn't seem to like you, but for some reason she sticks with you. 

She hits the top side of the raft with the bottom of her staff.  You have nothing to hold on to, and you nearly fall off the raft.

There is something special about this woman. Its not that she is attractive, its that she feels like she connects to you, like a third arm, even with her hatred for you. You feel like you are supposed to be here, next to her.

The raft sparkles and is engulfed by the vortex. You both are gone.