"That's different."
"And now you're not embarrassed at all, are you?"
Sigora's tone was teasing and knowing.
"All grown up and confident. I've noticed how you look at the young women in the settlement. Quite the bold one now."
"Bold enough to do this."
Jorghan stripped down to basic undergarments—more than he'd normally wear in mixed company, but this was his aunt—and stepped into the hot water. The temperature was intense, almost scalding, but his enhanced physiology adapted quickly.
He settled across from Sigora, trying very hard to maintain eye contact and not let his gaze wander.
"Can we not talk about my... confidence?"
"Why not? I think it's good that you've grown into yourself. You were such a serious child, always worried about everything. Now you're..." she gestured vaguely, "...this. Whatever this is."
"Incredibly dangerous and devastatingly attractive?"
Jorghan suggested with a return of his usual cockiness.
