Trystan sighed, shaking his head. No shower stall. Bath it was then. Damnit. He undressed, shaking his head as he slipped into the cold water, using some of his own magic to heat it up until it was steaming. At least he didn't ever have to worry about the water getting cold. He sighed, sinking lower, feeling the knots in his back slowly unwind. He started thinking. The girl he'd picked up seemed to know nothing about the attack. Sad, he could have used that info. With a small shrug, he turned his attention on his current outfit, slowly changing it piece by piece in his head. Satisfied, he sank lower into the water, up to his neck, sighing in pleasure. He enjoyed warmth.