By the moaning girls and the sloshing of water, it doesn't take Yumi long to guess what her male companions were up to, though it surprised her that they would be so bold in a public bath. She felt again a hot wave of arousal, her nipples perking up visibly, even through the towel which wrapped her snugly, and there was a gathering wetness between her innocent thighs; Freya's nude form and suggestive pouting didn't help to relieve it. "Erm, Freya...", she started, eying her shamelessly like a dirty old man, before grabbing up her satchel and the rapier, "why don't you help me find a nice room now, so I can at least set my things somewhere safe."