Once they reached an inn of sorts, he found himself exploring the inner areas with his eyes. It wasnâ??t as damaged as one would expect during the time of war, but then again, the Elves had a sense of grace about them, even in such times. The people were half expecting something to happen it appeared like, but no one seemed to be overly worried about it. Brand had to wonder if it was a flaw of the Elves, knowing that the Eclipse was upon them, but remaining somewhat ignorant of the dangers that was just at the doorsteps of every family and individual.<br/><br/>Shaking that off of his mind though, he followed his companions towards the rooms and bathing areas. The blonde gave a short wave to Arioch, hoping that the Elvin woman wasnâ??t angered by their interactions. It seemed like she was nearly always angered or peeved at something, when she wasnâ??t falling into the Elvin habits of noting the life of nature around them. Brand would have chalked it up to the monthly visit of mother nature, but he was wiser than that to speak of it around the women. So instead of speaking to her, he just smiled in her direction and hoped that Arioch was going to remain safe from harm, before indicting with a wave of his hand that they would join up with her again for a late dinner after their wash.<br/><br/>While the other two knights seemed to just dip themselves into the bathing area without worries, Brand stood in the changing area and hidden from sight. He was a bit more conscious about his body than Valen or Altima were, mainly because he wasnâ??t used to seeing it himself. Such a strange notion, but with the rapid growth he had, he felt as if he was a strange to himself as well. Puberty did such strange things to the body!<br/><br/><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">â??I willâ?¦â?</span>he called out, hearing Valen speak about him. First thing was first though. Clothes. It was harder to get off than he anticipated, arms pausing half way and tugging as if he expected for his body to be shorter. After a struggle and a few items being bumped into a dropped onto the stone ground with loud noises, he emerged into the bathing area with a towel around his waist.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:#ffff00">â??Where do we plan to go after our short rest?â?</span>the blonde asked, arms crossed over his chest as he went right into the water with the towel.<br/><br/>â??Right inâ?? being a gentle term. Rather than stepping into the water, he more like tripped into it. Those pesky rocks and bumps in the ground were entirely something he hadnâ??t gotten used to, as the Northern Guardian was used to sliding along the icy grounds. Most were smooth in the Long Palace; at least, before Ranis went into her tempers and stomped in her Dragon form on the ground. In an attempt to save himself, he merely flung himself in a random direction and rammed his entire form against the wooden â??fenceâ?? inside the bathing area. Nonchalantly, he hooked his arms around the edge to appear relaxed, as if the movement had been purposeful.<br/><br/>Warmth flooded his body and soothed his muscles, but the blonde made sure not to<i>completely</i>relax. It just wouldnâ??t do if he allowed a spark or so of energy to release from his bodyâ?¦ and in result, probably electrocute his companions. His blue eyes were trained above their heads though, finding it somewhat awkwardâ??despite their close relations with one anotherâ??to look them in the eyes. Not when their bits and pieces were on display just under the waterâ??s surfaceâ??something he wasnâ??t used to seeing overall. He blamed the self imposing awkwardness on the fact that he started puberty later than most males of their age; that, and heâ??d blame his parents for such genes.