"Are you sure no one will come in here"?
She sits cross legged next to my head, as she watches me in the tub of gel.
The woman is charging the gel with mana, so much so it has streaks of blue.
"Please Heela, how do you even know this is clean"?
"I saw someone else just jump into one... what is this stuff"?
She spits out a laugh, genuinely happy that the bumkin doesn't know up from down.
With another flash a cloth sack of salted meat is in her hand, she feeds me as my body is buried down to my neck.
She has been doing this for the better part of the hour.
"Why did you send Remi"?
She shrugs.
"You looked happy with her".
I roll my eyes, and continue to twiddle my thumbs in the gel.
"What is the plan, do you want glitner"?
"What is it"?
"What is the difference between 'Royal Glitner' and 'Glitner'".
"Do you want me to make it ag-"?
Her hand comes down between my cheeks.
