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The mention of a bath was something that perked the ever-energetic Tenzou's interest even if she had just gotten out of one immediately prior, so her servant bringing it up at the tail end of a journey where the closest thing to a bath were those few times she spent in streams and rivers–though they were relaxing in their own right–made her almost flinch. She had considered visiting whatever hole in the ground this inn called a bath, but she had been conflicted about it since they arrived. On one hand, it was hot, hopefully clean, water to cleanse the skin, relax the muscles, and provide soothing relief to the thousands of constantly healing skeletal fractures that Shinka accumulated through her training. On the other hand, it was only hopefully clean. It had not been prepared by talented servants with freshly drawn volcanic water brought almost to boil, it was not her private bath to enjoy, and, after such a time going without, she would have hoped to have the extravagant bathing experience that the Yukimura estate likely had.

Unfortunately for Shinka's dreams, showing up to such an event without having properly washed for so long was improper, and the temptation of hot water was too great. With that said, Shinka had finished eating from the spread that Koemi had laid out before her, weighing the consequences of this great debate silently while she chewed. Having left more than enough for her servant to properly feed herself with the food she had brought, Shinka slid the remaining box over to her. "Perhaps you should start eating more than me; I have little need for a soft body or pleasant curves, whereas you might."

With that she uncrossed her legs and, again using her palms as extra leverage upon the table, lifted herself off of the floor and stood over her seated servant. Coming up with a respectable way to coat the fact that she was letting her desire to bath get the better of her, she addressed her ninja. "When you've finished eating we'll go see what manner of bath this inn has and clean ourselves as a respectful gesture to our kind guests the Yukimura's." Back at home, she had servants take care of most of the work while bathing; they undressed, cleaned, rinsed, dried, dressed and groomed her up until the point their constant fussing over her hair began to frustrate her. Now she supposed she would either have to do it herself or rely on her ninja, whose talent for washing others was unknown.