Perna glanced at her clothes. She'd read the instructions on the website about what not to wear. So she and Devonnie were in light clothing. But Perna didn't know the meaning of "casual wear," practically. She still looked a little too classy for this place, even if she was toned down. 

They all began to sweat the deeper they got. Perna kept a close eye on her daughter in case any of this started to be bad for her health. She wasn't a particularly healthy child. 

Perna thought the super heated pool that didn't boil was rather interesting. Although she supposed it wouldn't be much to look at.  Next the guide casually dropped in the fact that he was also the owner. She was surprised to hear that. But alright, good for him. As for getting into these springs... Perna wouldn't say "never." Because she'd been on vacations to exotic places and gone to spas and hotsprings before. But this was no spa and she had a jacuzzi and privacy at home.

Perna shuddered at the scar and the visual image of all that blood. Devonnie's eyes went wide with childish morbid interest. Perna was 5'5" and wearing one inch heels so that had her just grazing the roof of the tunnel. She had to lean forward. Devonnie just walked along happily. 

Finally they reached the "cooking pool" and witnessed the lumberjack dropping his food in. Perna helped Devonnie with hers and then they dropped two cans in by their strings. Devonnie was very adventerous with her choices. Perna's can was just a backup in case her daughter's concoction was disgusting.  While they waited they finished their first water bottle, what was left after partially filling the can that had noodles in it. 

Perna's eyes drifted around the cave and the crowd of people.