Though fire did not burn her so easily, the tiefling's resistance to the elements did not prevent her from feeling the intense warmth of the bath. She moaned quietly as the heat sank into her tight muscles, and it took her a moment to adjust after her sudden immersion.<br/><br/>"Oh, Wrenn, and the priestess too! I guess this inn must be one of the better ones if it attracted all of us...", Yumilia replied, looking past the man to see Deja coming down the stairs as well. She glanced over Wrenn's tall, muscular physique quickly before averting her eyes as was her nature. Staying submerged nearly to her chin, she rolls her eyes at Freya's clumsy search, considering whether to help her find the blade or not. Hoping that the woman could find it on her own, she cupped some water in her hands and splashed it over her head, wetting her hair and trying to rub off the grime of travel.