The water was at the perfect temperature, though steam enveloped Moira's soft form. Her skin glistened under its warmth. She couldn't help but blush after the dragon had disrobed her. She remained that shade of pink even under the stream of water. She held out her hands to gather a puddle of water to splash onto her face. Her silvery hair dampened and fell over her shoulders and breasts. It felt rejuvenating to be there. "Thank you so much, the water feels great." She sighed in relief, making sure that water cleansed every inch of her body. "Do you need baths?" She added curiously, unsure how scales worked.