"Ah." Percy falls into step with her, trying not to feel her eyes crawling over him too obviously. At the moment, he can't imagine he's an especially tantalizing option - but she seems to see a fixer-upper when she looks at him, if her teasing's to be believed.

And at the moment, he supposes he has no reason not to believe her. They're on their way to a bathhouse whose facilities will have to be paid for by her own coin; he doesn't get the sense Vex'ahlia wastes money easily. (Spending it on drink clearly doesn't count as a waste to her. "I'm intrigued. I can't remember the last time I was thoroughly clean."

If he talks about their destination with a kind of detached irony, like all of this is happening to someone else, he can probably make it through without going red again.