Who in the world am I?' Ah, that's the great puzzle!

They danced around words with cheeky formalities, even if they were so comfortable with each other. Was there a reason to hold etiquette above all else when around each other? Why did that barrier drop when others were around? For them, it was most likely a game, something to entice the both of them, a battle with word choice, rather than their hands.

"Hrm." She mused to herself, a preference? Sitting around in costume begged questions, there was no reason for it. If she had her own way, she'd have continued to read until she was needed. Anything up until that point was for entertainment. She thought to herself, waiting for the next answer from the girl. "I'd count a hair cut as maintenance, not a relaxation. Checking in isn't for you, but them." She smiled for a moment before looking at the girl with a deep concern.

"I'm saying you do so much for me so I can relax, but when have you taken time to relax?" A weirdly phrased question, followed up by a clarification. "I think you're owed a relaxing bath as much as I am." She shrugged the thought, "Besides, what's the point of making a private replication of a hot springs if you don't get to share it. . . I mean it's not like Setsuna has to bathe." She smiled, only for the voice to pear from within her own throat.

"Besides, I only muck the water."

". . . Can't really get clean with a pile of tar in the water anyways..." She smiled, "I feel like I have to spell it out for you, why don't you join me then?" her eyes would cast towards the girl, wondering what move she would make. There was many options, but having her own employees and residents relaxed and eased to their fullest always meant their work would always be the most efficient.