[She'd thought she had come at a quiet enough time. Public baths aren't really... a thing where she's from, but she's still feeling sick and shaky from the way she... arrived. Or something about how she arrived, and the things she is noticing are different about herself now.
It's the dog that grabs her attention. Dogs weren't used very often in the early days of the Hunt, but they could be useful for ferreting out the Beasts that hid in the corners or tried to melt in the Shadows, and their noses were usually even better than humans' to smell the corruption of Beasthood before it manifested.
She's bent over in the bath, a comfortable distance away, sunk down up to her chest to hide that under the water because there is a bit of embarrassment, but... well, it feels good to soak in the floral waters. She's been surrounded by the rank stench of blood and rot and fire for too long, and the musty, dusty wood of the Astral Clocktower, with that hint of grease from the clock mechanics] ... You've never even seen a rose?
[She was going to just ignore everyone else, but that catches her attention.]
IV B
It's the dog that grabs her attention. Dogs weren't used very often in the early days of the Hunt, but they could be useful for ferreting out the Beasts that hid in the corners or tried to melt in the Shadows, and their noses were usually even better than humans' to smell the corruption of Beasthood before it manifested.
She's bent over in the bath, a comfortable distance away, sunk down up to her chest to hide that under the water because there is a bit of embarrassment, but... well, it feels good to soak in the floral waters. She's been surrounded by the rank stench of blood and rot and fire for too long, and the musty, dusty wood of the Astral Clocktower, with that hint of grease from the clock mechanics] ... You've never even seen a rose?
[She was going to just ignore everyone else, but that catches her attention.]