The sight of the dragon getting a hot bath made her smile just slightly. "I won't I promise. But could you do one little favor for me?" Elisa got up from her rock and walked over to the hot spring. For some reason the water smelled like fresh flowers with a hint of mint. A hot bath would've done wonders for her blue, cold hands, but that would've been too much. "Could you maybe, make some fire for me? Just for my clothes to dry up. And maybe for me to get some sleep as well. My cloak you see.." Feeling slightly pathetic for asking such a thing, she had no choice.