Nakedness didn't bother Daenerys. She was used to such things, especially with women. Stripping from her leathers, she slipped into the water, soaking in the heat. There was a small sigh of relief than of disappointment. It wasn't as warm as she preferred, but it would serve to ease her nerves.

The young witch seemed less comfortable with such things, having fashioned some sort of bathing suit. Perhaps Daenaery's current state would be uncomfortable? The idea never crossed her mind and she could only smile a bit shyly, running her hand over her silver hair, now grown to a pixie cut.

"How are you?