"Har har," he retorted to her sarcastic reply. Ashok had never been much for extended baths. His own form of relaxing and calming himself involved being amongst trees in mountains, sit out on large boulders and watching the world. The Fae never spoke of these moments as they had always been private matters and the only time he could be alone instead of amongst his large family.
"Less distressing? As if stones are better submerged in water?" Ashok stepped into the bathroom behind his wife and looked around. The change of scenario had provided more of a distraction than the bath might have meant to.
Waiting until she set up the tub, he slipped out of his shirt and placed it on the sink. While the Guardian had taken over, its orange stone with sleek black stripes gleaming in the light of the room, it had not changed his form into the tiger. Carnelian and onyx stone formed defined muscles over his entire torso. The spot that never went away merely part of the entirety trying to overtake his body.
Chewing on the side of his bottom lip, he faced Nali. "Are you joining the bath?" He asked, quietly. The typically sarcastic tone no longer present.