Dany can only assume that Hermione is relaxing when she slips into the water. Given the heat and steam, what else could it be but basking? While it's not hot enough to Dany's tastes, she still manages to feel the tension seep from her limbs and the long journeys ease away from her muscles.

For a moment, they could at least enjoy a moment of peace before their trek began again, as it always seemed to.

She was pleased to feel more than fuzz under her fingers. "It was burned off when I brought here. Now it is finally growing back. I wonder what will happen first, if it grows long enough to braid or we're sent home?"