[At that, Adasse lets out a deep happy laugh, squeezing Sorrel's arms with his own as he looks over his shoulder.]

Not to mention sooner or later our legs would give out, and then where would we be?

[He took up both of Sorrel's hands, kissing the palms of both, before he stepped forward towards the bath. Dropping the towel on the edge, he stepped down into the heated pool of water, until he was completely submerged. He came out of the water with a slight gasp, pushing now damp dark hair from his face. He beamed up at Sorrel.]

If you bring the oils, I'll wash your hair... they're right on the edge of the tub.