Belle & Briar
It wasn't really the same thing, and Briar's house had plenty of towels. He had guardians who were proper, respectable adults. Which equated to things like towels here, in Briar's mind.
But the ivy was nice, reminded him of Sandry, and he could always use it in the garden. This place wasn't as hot as Summersea, definitely not even close to what Hajra or Chammur, but it got hot enough to sweat.
And so Briar nodded and dug some money out of his pocket.