And the end, she emerges in a little over an hour, dressed down simply in a light set of underclothes, her skin pink and clean, her hair still smelling of fragrant oil, the soft auburn locks falling over one shoulder as they dry. She carries her belongings with her, knocking at César's door a little more gently than usual in case he might have fallen asleep while waiting for her.

"The water started going cold on me so I figured it was time to actually come out," she jokes as she cracks the door to peek in on him.