Alessio was lured in by Silvan's claims of comfort, paying no attention to his current state of undress. He walked around the shallow end of the water, bare feet softly splashing in the water as he made his way around.
Silvan had nothing but patience-- it was possibly just them in the woods, and afterwards, they would retire to their connecting rooms. They no longer had to deal with the crowdedness of Asten and the constant presence of the coachmen.
"Is the water pleasant?" Alessio asked harmlessly, walking closer. He knew the hot springs in the West were pleasant, he had tried it for himself a short while ago, but Silvan's experience was just as important to him.
Silvan held out a hand, a smile on his handsome face. "Why don't you find out for yourself?"
