[ Azem's a bit more haphazard about their undressing and simply leaving their clothing wherever they end up. They're perhaps still a bit too accustomed to using magic to clean up or dry their clothing.
Freckles were once the only thing that marked Azem's skin, so they can't help but stare at Rhea'li's tattoos. They do have one of their own, now. A red mark just below their chest that may be familiar to him as it is part of their summoning circle. ]
I'm glad to hear that.
[ Azem soon joins him, letting out a contented sound as they sink into the water. ]
Not quite like this, no. We do have bathhouses back home but they lack such movement. [ They motion toward one of the jets. ]
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Freckles were once the only thing that marked Azem's skin, so they can't help but stare at Rhea'li's tattoos. They do have one of their own, now. A red mark just below their chest that may be familiar to him as it is part of their summoning circle. ]
I'm glad to hear that.
[ Azem soon joins him, letting out a contented sound as they sink into the water. ]
Not quite like this, no. We do have bathhouses back home but they lack such movement. [ They motion toward one of the jets. ]