When Katelina was pink and nearly over heated, they climbed out of the tub, dried and dressed. She was happy to have her clothes again.
Maeko escorted her to what Katelina thought of as the living room. It seemed larger than it had yesterday, though it might have been an illusion as only Jorick, Verchiel, Oren, Torina and Neil were present.
Verchiel stood and stretched. "Now that Kately is all clean and shiny, is it my turn?"
Maeko bowed. "If Jorick-ue does not wish a bath."
Jorick motioned the idea away and Verchiel clutched his chest in exaggerated grief. "I see how it is. I only get a bath if the fearless leader doesn't want one." Jorick rolled his eyes and Verchiel snickered. "I should see if that tasty bit of German crumpet would like to join me. Water conservation and all." He g
