Again, Juliette shook her head. "Water...belongs," she tried to explain. "It's..." she scrunched her nose in frustration. "It's...part of this." One hand patted the ground. "Tower--doesn't. Not from this." Again, a pat to the earth. "Doesn't feel so. Old. Hurted." She bit her lip. "Can hear them, sometimes. Don't go too close. Might not come out."