Stella smiles. He had read her mind to know just the right temperature. She lets go of him from koala style hug when he sits her down in the spray before climbing in behind her. She tips her head back, letting the water wash over her for a second with her eyes closed before opening them and grabbing a wash cloth off the wrack and some body wash. She grins at the sight of his hair gleaming in the water. She brushes a strand back from his shoulders before starting to gently go over his skin with the soaped up cloth.