The bath suddenly felt too cold for her liking. Cold water was all well and good for a quick scrub, and being in the special forces, one couldn't be picky of having the means to clean ones self. But she drew a bath to relax, not clean, so after a few moments to catch her breath she slid away from Tsung, pulling herself up to sit at the edge of the porcelain tub. She took a towel from the rack (placed near the tub for that exact purpose), wrapping it around her before holding one out to him.