He tucks her hair to one side, once she settles against him, to press kisses to the back of her neck. His large hands move up and down her arms before disappearing beneath the water to find hers, his fingers threading between them.

"Mm. They're not the worst thing to ever be invented," he agrees, smiling against her nape before tucking his chin onto her shoulder to look down at the foamy surface of the water that surrounded them. He takes a scoop of water into his hands, careful not to drip any into her eyes, and lets it fall over her head to cascade down her hair.

"Baths are good for more than just getting clean. You can think or relax after a long day." He was used to having such luxuries from an early age. As a child he hadn't always been clean and proper but baths took care of that right away.