He bit back a laugh as he got closer and saw her attire. He grinned, "a little." Scooping up the cold water, he sat down near the flames, drinking it. "I just needed to take a crap." And he laid flat on his back now. He was tired as well. The soreness of his muscles would most likely get worse the next morning.

He laid there for a while, but his mind kept turning, on and on about irrelevant things. And her water splashing added to the distractions. "If you're gonna bath then just take everything off and get it over with." He winced, knowing he probably shouldn't have said that. Not that it didn't make sense you know, if it was him, he would've done it that way.