A soft groan of appreciation comes from Meredith's lips.  His massaging combined with the wine combined with the hot water are, indeed, soothing out the weariness of the road.<br/><br/>"Thank you.  That does feel delightful."<br/><br/>She set the wine glass down, and eased away from Zemok's hands, to duck her head under the water for a moment.  Surfacing, she turns to him, soapy water running down her face, wet, heavy hair sticking to the side of her face and showing more clearly her elongated ears.<br/><br/>"But if I let you continue I doubt I'd leave the room tonight.  I'd probably fall asleep and not awaken until the water grew cold."