Pfft... Sure, sure. You're really bad at pretending you're not embarrassed, you know.

[ She's a little wobbly once she's back on her own feet - no wonder when her thighs are as sore as they are. She's honestly dreading looking at herself in the mirror, just a little.

But she unzips the hoodie and starts doing her best to work it off her body. ... Though going by the way she's fumbling, her aching muscles are making it kind of a difficult task. ]

Could you at least check and make sure the bath water's still good? I made sure to fill it before we set out, but who knows if that heater is any good...