Saira laughs out loud at that. They're effectively strangers. There's no way her new 'friend' likes her more than any other random passerby. "Oh, lucky me," she says, voice dry. "Tell me, do you find it works for you? I'll give you points for style but none for creativity." She shakes her head, amused despite herself. "As for the rest, I suppose we can't sound quite right, or we'd all be able to tell our friends by voice. Though perhaps the spell isn't altering appearances at all, merely confusing the mind so that we can't recognize faces and voices that do look precisely the same."