There is a long pause before the room seems to sigh and orange sparkling light steams out of the skull and into the construct covering it and shaping it. Arms become more defined. the head changes shape and the skin takes on a pale color. Once the body itself is to the spirit's liking, clothes begin to cover it, first a shirt, socks and waist coat in bright red, then the rest of the suit in black covered that. Finally a tall pale man with white hair and a charming smile stands next to Arha and kneels touching her carefully. "Don't stand yet," he says his softly accented voice sounding louder now that it's coming out of an actual throat. "That was a heavy ritual you just did, let me help you. regain some energy...I am sorry but this is going to be a little cold...I am a creature of Winter., but there isn't much I can do about that." He places a hand on her shoulder and sinks some of his own energy into her. It should feel like a gentle chill but not uncomfortable.