Unlike Toma, Rose does sneak a peek, curious both about what features his slender frame holds, and about how quickly his wounds have healed. His body's certainly cuter than his personality, which is not to say it's more attractive. Rose likes a bit of difficulty, sometimes.

She focuses on her own business, then. She takes a breath and strips off the last of her sweaty/bloody clothes. She walks across cool stone tiles past faceless shades, and dips her foot into a bath warmed by heated stones. One could accuse her of moaning theatrically as she slips into the hot water, but she'd only be partly guilty--the relaxing warmth really is near-orgasmic.

She rests her butt on a stone seat beneath the water's surface and rests her elbows on the cool stone. If Toma bothers to look her way, he'll see her golden nipple rings, stubbly body hair from several days of not being able to find a good razor, and a variety of nicks and scratches. She doesn't regenerate like he does, after all.

But for at least a minute she doesn't even check whether she's being observed. The relaxation is all the pleasure she needs for now.