[color=ed1c24][h3]Angel Ferrara[/h3]

"It's just politeness. Besides, I don't know your name, so there's nothing else I can call you anyway."[/color]

The hot water [i]was[/i] soothing, though. The thing about bathing in lakes all your life was that their temperatures depended on the actual weather. This water may have been artificially heated, but it was still even more comfortable than bathing during the spring and summer. The former could still be relatively cool on good days, and the latter got muggy, with a small assortment of bugs that he had to watch out for. Angel had been chewed on up and down his arms and back by things that made even the bite of the girl across from him softer to think about in comparison. Of all the things he missed about the forest and Veronica...modern tub convenience wasn't one of them.

Sure beat the hell out of bathing in winter.

[color=ed1c24]"S'nice water,"[/color] he murmured absently.