After a while Xavier got out of the bath naked and wet from top to bottom. His feet walked through the four steps ahead of him until he reached down, grabbing a towel that was held by a stand by servant. He took it quickly covering his private parts, whereas he took a second one to dry his hair. His movement were nonchalant; carefree and lighthearted. Carefully wiping his chest and shoulders and face. After he finished he headed into a second door near the entrance of the bath. His fingers went into the golden door knob, opening it slowly before he entered.