The half-elf cleric's eyes flutter open for a moment, and she studies the young woman's body as she bares herself and enters the water alongside her.  She turns her gaze then to Yumi and smiles quite happily.  "I don't think I'm being presumptuous to say that this inn is better than many, many things."  She grins then and offers a soft wink before turning back to the young woman who's so expertly and tenderly washing her down.<br/><br/><i>Goddess, I must be mad,</i>Deja thinks to herself, but this young woman's touch-- the soap, the water, all of it-- is taking away any sense of inhibition, filling her mind with impulses and desires she would not normally speak of.  "It does feel good, Bunny-Julia," she whispers with her eyes closed, then opens them languidly to focus them on the servant girl.  "You are a lovely woman, and I'm certain that, to one as lovely and open-minded as you seem to be, it might be hard to appreciate just how much it means to have a tender caress.  We spend so much time armed and armored that we feel alien to our own skin."  Without asking, she reaches one hand to gently stroke the girl's cheek, then extends one arm to lean back against the tile-trimmed edge of the massive pool.  Her blond hair dips at the skin of the water, and she sighs contentedly.  "First, I would greatly appreciate a thorough, complete scrub-down with that soap."<br/><br/>Deja tilts her face forward again and smiles prettily.  "Then, if it isn't against your social norms, I'd like you to help me release some incredible tension I've felt pent up in me..."  she trails off a moment, before righting herself, gesturing with dripping fingertips to her neck and upper shoulder, "... right through here, please.  For a start."  She winks subtly.