Castor startled awake at the knock on the door, splashing water everywhere. The water had run cold. He groaned softly as he moved, nearly tearing open the freshly clotted wound in his side.
He opened the drain and climbed out of the tub, grabbing for a towel. Castor covered himself and cracked open the door to meet Delta's eyes.
"Sorry, I nodded off," he admitted sheepishly, "I'll be down in a moment."
Aesir had a soft pink flush over their face. They were clearly tipsy.
"Well, we go to the academy, so eventually we're heading back there," they said, "But until we have to go back, who knows? We might play around here."