As Jaakuna shook the water off his hair, Emiri let out a wail of protest. She huffed, getting up a little and draining her hair, though she watched him climb out. When he asked if they would get out, she would look at her hands. They hadn't pruned just yet, but she was sure they probably would soon. She nodded, taking his hand and carefully managing to climb out without slipping. She let out a sigh of relief, she did feel a lot better now. She pondered if perhaps Karolina had put something in the soap or the water. Either way she began drying her hair, thanks to Jaakuna. once she deemed it dry she put the towel to her face. Ah, the bed was looking real nice right now. She couldn't stop looking it as she dried her body, and once she was dry, she went over to her bag. She stopped, getting an idea, and instead took out one of Jaakuna's black shirts, pulling it over her head. She then approached the bed, holding her arms out and letting herself fall onto it. Gods it felt good.

"[b]I think this one is softer than yours.[/b]" Emiri's muffled voice called out to Jaakuna.