<div class="floatright">(https://images-wixmp-ed30a86b8c4ca887773594c2.wixmp.com/f/04fd85f8-26e8-4c1b-ad91-4015c600383e/ddnn82s-a7766271-8f5c-46cc-bcb2-035ad27b2c54.jpg?token=eyJ0eXAiOiJKV1QiLCJhbGciOiJIUzI1NiJ9.eyJzdWIiOiJ1cm46YXBwOjdlMGQxODg5ODIyNjQzNzNhNWYwZDQxNWVhMGQyNmUwIiwiaXNzIjoidXJuOmFwcDo3ZTBkMTg4OTgyMjY0MzczYTVmMGQ0MTVlYTBkMjZlMCIsIm9iaiI6W1t7InBhdGgiOiJcL2ZcLzA0ZmQ4NWY4LTI2ZTgtNGMxYi1hZDkxLTQwMTVjNjAwMzgzZVwvZGRubjgycy1hNzc2NjI3MS04ZjVjLTQ2Y2MtYmNiMi0wMzVhZDI3YjJjNTQuanBnIn1dXSwiYXVkIjpbInVybjpzZXJ2aWNlOmZpbGUuZG93bmxvYWQiXX0.ph-3HwiPc0OmaLmpyoQs6J98SYlWynZCgswSaO_4QIU)</div>The Hellhound was quiet in his observations of the situation. True the feeling of being watched had left but why was it that it only fled when the caravan leader emerged from the waters. Brushing over the concubines body made him come closer just in case. It was like the Songburd was in a trance over the man. Something wasn't right and he was all too willing to be the Songbirds shield. He glances at the items that Thurmgard collects assuming it was just his gear and what exactly it was.<br/><br/>Upon hearing Thurmgard was done bathing he figured to keep talking since he had the notion of getting a third opinion on something..<strong>"Good, I was hoping for a soak to get rid of the dirt."</strong>He watched the man dress as he then says.<strong>"Was there anyone else here with you by the way?"</strong>Maybe Thurmgard notices something the pair wouldn't. He imagined it was coincidence that he was under the waters but surely there had been someone else watching them. Either way he waited for the caravan master to take his leave before he would let the Songbird resume with her bath... that was if she was still wanting one for herself. From the way she was looking like she had been in a trance it seems like she was awestruck by the nakedness of that man.