Firestone Hot Springs enthralled

Grayday had turned to inspect the fading wound. The edges of the scar were looking angry and red today, but he supposed that could be attributed to the rapid change in temperature it'd just experienced. Perhaps he'd see if Pema knew anything, when he got back. Last time he'd tried -

"Catori!" Day greeted, straightening in surprise as her scent suddenly engulfed him. He had to glance around for a moment before he spotted her through the thick steam, her coat being as light as it was, and by the time he'd fully realized she was there, she was already sitting beside him. "I came to find you - but I got distracted," he admitted, confessing right off the bat that - yes - he was definitely stalking her. He didn't want her to have to wonder.

"Nice place, right?" he sighed, looking around at the gloomy hotsprings with a satisfied air. "This is half the reason we moved this way."