Trembling, she was afraid, but she was trying her darnedest to keep it hidden from his view, but he could obviously see it due to her automatic reaction to the surroundings. Especially that of the thunder, but he didn't blame her. When he was younger, even now, he has a slight fear of being struck by lightning, but the sound never really bothered him like it did her. Rarely did he shake and tremble unless he was cold or even having a panic attack. He hated those, and would never really admit to ever having them.<br/><br/>Chuckling slightly as she commented on his magic abilities which were obviously weird, even to him, but was rather glad she liked it. As a cynical person, he probably could guess what she was thinking. Did he know other magics that he could teach her? Well, he could study some magic, he could use the tomes which were in the library in order to learn new abilities almost immediately. Letting out a slight huff sound, he would glance off into the distance as he continued to walk with her in his arms. Once they were inside however they were covered in darkness, one which not even the slightest of lights except for the end of the corridor could be seen.<br/><br/>Once they reached the end of the corridor, they would have entered an area almost entirely made of stone and marble which was moving further and further under the castle. A door dropped down behind them, pretty much securing the area incase an adventurer was able to enter the castle while they were having their bath. It would be rather bad if they were interrupted, plus the last thing he wanted was to kill someone at this time. Eventually they would find themselves standing in what looked like a entry way to a Japanese bath house. Unlike the rest of the castle, this looked like an entirely new installment.<br/><br/>The walls were lined with baskets which would normally hold the occupants clothes while they were taking a bath. Walking over to the primitive row of lockers, the hand holding her back would tightly grasp her shirt while the arm holding her legs up would simply let go. If she didn't try to keep her shirt on, it'd literally would slip off as she fell, only for his other arm being used to make sure she landed on her feet. Once that was finished with, he would begin taking off the armor pieces and tossing them into the corner of the room, nearest the next door which lead into the bathing area. Despite the fact that most people wearing armor took a while to take everything off, he was capable of doing it relatively quickly as if he had practiced doing so for the long amount of time he had been here.<br/><br/>Without much of another word, he would put his clothes into a separate basket from hers and then walk towards the sliding door to the actual indoor hot spring, which would engulf the entire room with steam. As the steam moved about, it looked like multiple ghosts wishing about, which made it somewhat eery, but the temperature was rather comfortable. Bare and lightly scared upon the back, Alexander would walk over to the water and slowly sink himself into it toward his shoulders. The water itself was deep enough to be at his hips when he was standing, so a large portion of his body was hidden once he entered the water.