Armas watched Fergis disappear into the forest before returning to the comforts of his own home. He stepped through the door, shutting it as he watched her grab a pair of clothes from the pile of scattered items on the floor. By the time she found the bathroom he was pulling out a towel and a liquid from the top most cabinet in the kitchen.<br/><br/>Keeping the two items in one arm, Armas opened the door slowly. "Nice to see my human enjoys being clean, but you can't bathe without wash and a towel." He sighed, looking in, clearly not phased by her possibly already being stripped of all clothing. Armas, however, was already used to seeing women and even if she did freak out it was no different than any other time he had made his humans bathe.<br/><br/>He certainly would not stand for a pet that smelled like the batch it was picked from. He hated the smell of humans, all beasts did, it was repulsive and most of them were too careless to bath often enough. His species at least took great pride in their appearance and bodies. No other incubus or sucubi alive would make themselves as lowly as a human. It was completely below their nature in every aspect.