The lowered gaze lasts precisely three seconds before she glances up and witnesses him with his back to her, clearly untying his robe. She clears her throat, letting her head lean back against the edge of the spring again and closing her eyes.

"Yes, me too," she admits. The irony, really. "Can you tell me when you're in? I don't mean to make you feel unwelcome, please do come in and all, but I...have yet to join in on the whole doing this part naked."

It's important to clarify that it's not like she's bothered by his company at all, because Wrathion had misunderstood her that way too. And clearly they're both familiar with inns with hot springs.