Tsuko's eyes lit on the other woman, and for a moment was grateful that the scrubbing and warm water could explain the flush of color she felt to her cheeks. She was even distracted enough to not notice - or at least, not take offense - at the geisha's familiar address to her.<br/><br/>At the woman's offer of washing her back, well, even the water temperature couldn't explain the flush. Tsuko's eyes wandered the other woman. Without even really thinking about it, she was climbing out of the soak, beads of water rolling down her stomach and legs, as she stepped out, so that her back could be washed. The change from warm water to cooler air pushed some of the flush away, at the cost of her nipples tightening and rising. Realizing this, she turned abruptly, pulling her hair to the side, looking over her shoulder.<br/><br/>"I... I do not imagine why there would be much need for privacy, but, hai, this can be done." her grey eyes continued their exploration from over the shoulder, before she caught herself staring and glanced away, back to the rippling water she had just exited.