"Indeed. It seems this is a land of conveniences." A thought, more cycnical than she would have liked, briefly flitted through her mind: was this some kind of ploy to keep them content; to keep them from asking too many questions, or wanting to leave?

She shook her head as if to dismiss those thoughts. No. Surely not. She moved aside so Astarion could properly feel the water cascading from the shower head. "I am half tempted to take a bath now." She laughed.