Of course Tyger could tell by her scent and lack of increased heart rate that Giselle was not frightened by his display. At her comment he raises one eyebrow and glances down at the water in the general direction of his groin before looking back up into her brown eyes. “While that sounds decidedly painful I think that I would have survived while you would likely have died.” He smiles at her as she takes the cloth and begins to clean him. “I am glad though that you realized that I would never actually hurt you. For you I may just be an over grown pussy cat, but this kitty still has all of his claws and teeth and only appears tame while it suits him to do so.” His expression changes to a rueful grin. “You and I are cut from the same cloth and the closest thing to a normal life we are likely to have will be to fight alongside each other to destroy the monsters and save many lives together, which is fine with me I really don’t see myself as a farmer or tradesman. Although a place to call home and return to after each new adventure does have a great deal of appeal for me.”<br/><br/>After Giselle has cleaned ever inch of his body Tyger relaxes in the tub for a short time longer. He climbs out of the tub and offers his hand to her to assist her climb out even though he knows she does not need the assistance. Grabbing two towels he helps her to remove the water from her skin and hair, when they are both dry he holds up the robe she worn out to the tub for her to slip back into. Once dressed and back out in the city streets he puts his arm around her waist for the walk back to the inn. Let those that see them think what they will, now that they are the lovers that they appear to be he intends to enjoy it without caring whether anybody else approves or not. Upon arriving back at the inn he escorts her to a table, setting across from her he orders wine to be brought to their table and whatever is the special for the day for himself leaving her to order whatever food she wants herself.