The water had lost its frosty touch, but at this point Emiri was just savoring the feeling. Just the thought of having to go out into the heat was unbearable. Perhaps she would sleep in the tub instead? Then again, that particular activity often ended in drowning, and she was slightly more concerned about getting her hair wet then she was actually dying. She let out a low hum, glad to have the feeling of smooth skin rather then one of dirt and sand. She really needed that bath.

Alas, salvation came in the form of a knock on the door.

She was caught off guard, lightly splashing as she listened carefully. As she heard a voice on the other side, she let out a breath of relief. She had forgotten about her food, and was eager to eat now. "[color=f6989d][b]I'll be right out.[/b][/color]" She called, exiting the tub. She made quick work of drying herself off, humming all the while. Never again would she underestimate the power of a bath. She made a mental note to ask Kiera on the liquids used as she slipped into her undergarments. She picked up what she thought was a long blouse, but as she held it up, she saw it was a dress. It was quite nice, actually, girly and laced up, it reminded her of the ones she had seen while passing the stores. She slipped it over her head, and as she yanked a brush through her hair, tied it up into her usual ponytail with her clover hairpiece.

She noticed she had left her boots outside--ah, well, the floor was clean, she could put them on later anyway. Humming once more, she unlocked the door and pulled it open. She was somewhat surprised to be confronted with the image of a young man. Not that she wasn't expecting it, but she didn't think he'd still be standing right there. He was taller then she was, a handsome face with green eyes and blonde hair. Still, the way he was dressed was odd, she didn't think the waiters had a uniform like that. Upon closer inspection, her eyes spotted his blades.They definitely didn't have those. Was he an assailant? She cursed herself for not bringing her dagger with her...But wait, why did Kiera just let him walk in? She was entirely confused.

Emiri suddenly felt very nervous, her hands gripping the hem of her dress. "[color=f6989d][b]Um.[/b][/color]" Was the only thing she could think to say. Who was he?